The History of Mr. Polly

acked richness in his voice, and went about in those days

ittle or no mastery of the mysterious pronunciation of English and no confidence in himself. His schoolmaster indeed had been both unsound and variable. New words had terror and fascination for him; he did not acquire them, he could not avoid them,

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asmuch as notwithstanding for evermore come back to Reality," he parodied the enthusiastic Parso

r dropped on him," said Platt.

nk," said Polly. "I never did. It's wo