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“Much I marvelled at the sagacity evinced by waiters and chamber-maids in proportioning the accommodation to the guest. How could inn-servants and ship-stewardesses everywhere tell at a glance that I, for instance, was an individual of no social significance, and little burdened by cash? They did know it evidently: I saw quite well that they all, in a moment’s calculation, estimated me at about the same fractional value. The fact seemed to me curious and pregnant: I would not disguise from myself what it indicated, yet managed to keep up my spirits pretty well under its pressure. Having at last landed in a great hall, full of skylight glare, I made my way somehow to what proved to be the coffee room.It cannot be denied that on entering this room I trembled somewhat; felt uncertain, solitary, wretched; wished to Heaven I knew whether I was doing right or wrong; felt convinced that it was the last, but could not help myself.”

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Villette is a semi-autobiographical novel by Charlotte Brontë, published in 1853. The story follows the life of Lucy Snowe, a young woman who leaves her home in Yorkshire to pursue a career as a teacher in the fictional city of Villette. The novel explores themes of independence, love, and the search for identity, as Lucy navigates the complexities of her personal and professional life. more

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