paragraph 15:My last French lesson! Why Thardly knew how to write! I should never learn anymore! | must stop there, then! Oh, how sorry I was for not leaming my lessons, for seeking birds' eggs, or going sliding on the Saar! My books, which had seemed such a nuisance a while ago, so heavy to carry, my grammar, and my history of the saints, were old friends now that I couldn't give up. And M. Hamel, too; the idea that he was going away, that I should never see him again, made me forget all about his ruler and how cranky he was.​
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