...cans of hot water; down on your knees before a grate, pulling out the cinders with those hands—can I call them hands ? The lodgers sometimes threw you...human, and you winced a little; but this was rarely, for you were very nearly, oh, very nearly an animal: your temperament and intelligence was just that...

...depth of animalism you had sunk to, or rather out of which you had never been raised. And generally you answered innocently and naively enough. But sometimes...human, and you winced a little ; but this was rarely, for you were very nearly, oh, very nearly an animal, your temperament and intelligence were just those...

...twenty-four at the beck and call of landlady, lodgers, and quarreling children; seventeen hours at least cut of the twenty-four drudging in that horrible kitchen,...animalism you had sunk to, or rather out of which you had been raised. And generally you answered innocently and naively enough. But sometimes my words were...

...cans of hot water; down on your knees before a grate, pulling out the cinders with those hands—can I call them hands? The lodgers sometimes threw you...animalism you had sunk to, or rather out of which you had been raised. And generally you answered innocently and naively enough. But sometimes my words were...

...word, but never one that recognized you as of our kin, only the pity that might be extended to a dog. I used to ask you all sorts of cruel questions; I...rather out of which you had never been raised. And generally you answered innocently and naively enough. But sometimes my words were too crude, and they...

...word, but never one that recognized you as of our kin, only the pity that might be extended to a dog. I used to ask you all sorts of cruel questions; I...rather out of which you had never been raised. And generally you answered innocently and naively enough. But sometimes my words were too crude, and they...

...antisentimental aesthetic philosophy: The lodgers sometimes threw you a kind word, but never one that recognised that you were akin to us, only the pity that might...raised. And you generally answered innocently and naTvely enough. But sometimes my words were too crude, and they struck through the thick hide into...