'I am going to London,' said Dorothea.
'How can you always live in a street? And you will be so poor.'
Middlemarch (1871–2) bk. 8, ch. 84
'I am going to London,' said Dorothea.
'How can you always live in a street? And you will be so poor.'
Middlemarch (1871–2) bk. 8, ch. 84