The nuisance of her presence outweighs the gratification to be derived from tormenting her — Emily Brontë
The nuisance of her presence outweighs the gratification to be derived from tormenting her — Emily Brontë
The nuisance of her presence outweighs the gratification to be derived from tormenting her — Emily Brontë
The nuisance of her presence outweighs the gratification to be derived from tormenting her — Emily Brontë
The nuisance of her presence outweighs the gratification to be derived from tormenting her — Emily Brontë
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The nuisance of her presence outweighs the gratification to be derived from tormenting her

— Emily Brontë
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