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GREAT EXPECTATIONS.
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CHAPTER XV.
As I was getting too big for Mr. Wopsle's great-aunt's room, my education under that preposterous female terminated. Not, however, until Biddy had imparted to me everything she knew, from the little catalogue of prices, to a comic song she had once bought for a halfpenny. Although the only coherent part of the latter piece of literature were the opening lines,
When I went to Luunon town sirs,
too rul loo rul
too rul loo rul
Wasn't I done very brown sirs,
too rul loo rul
too rul loo rul
too rul loo rul
too rul loo rul
Wasn't I done very brown sirs,
too rul loo rul
too rul loo rul
—still, in my desire to be wiser, I got
