Pan is SILLY
I am SILLY
I miss Lola.
"I have; and a quick eye, and a quick brain."
"You need them all in your trade."
"I do; especially when I've customers like you to deal with. Why don't you tremble?"
"I'm not cold."
"Why don't you turn pale?"
"I am not sick."
"Why don't you consult my art?"
"I'm not silly."
The old crone "nichered" a laugh under her bonnet and bandage; she then drew out a short black pipe, and lighting it, began to smoke. Having indulged a while in this sedative, she raised her bend body, took the pipe from her lips, and while gazing steadily at the fire, said very deliberately-
"You are cold; you are sick; you are silly."
~Jane Eyre
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