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"When my dearest aunt passed away, everyone was so busy with their grief that they couldn't notice poor Justin, who had been looking after her with the most anxiety during her illness. Poor Justin was very sick. Serious. But other trials are still left to her.

"Her brothers and sisters died one after another; her mother had no children except her neglected daughter. The woman's conscience was troubled. She began to think that the death of her favorite was a punishment from heaven to destroy herself Her preference. She is a Roman Catholic; I believe her penitent confirmed her idea. Therefore, just a few months after your trip to Ingolstadt, Justin was called home by your penitent mother. Poor girl She cried when she left our house. She has changed a lot since my aunt passed away. Her grief has made her behavior soft and gentle, which was the world's attention before she became alive. She was at Mother Nature’s house. Her home also did not restore her joy. This poor woman was very disturbed in repentance. She sometimes begged Justin to forgive her for being unkind, but often accused her of causing the death of her brothers and sisters. Permanent troubles made Mrs. Moritz Her mood dropped and increased her irritability at first, but now she is always at peace. At the beginning of last winter, she died in a cold weather. Justin just returned to us; I promise you that I will love tenderly She. She is very smart, gentle and very beautiful. As I mentioned before, her face and expression constantly remind me of my dear aunt. At the beginning of last winter, she died in a cold weather. Justin just returned to us. ; I assure you that I will love her tenderly. She is very smart, gentle and very beautiful. As I mentioned before, her face and expression constantly remind me of my dear aunt. At the beginning of last winter, she was in a cold Died in the weather of, Justin just returned to us; I promise you that I will love her tenderly. She is very smart and gentle, very beautiful. As I mentioned before, her face and expression keep reminding me of my dear 'S aunt.

"Dear cousin, I still have to say something to you little baby Williams. I hope you can meet him. He is very old, with smiling blue eyes, dark eyelashes and curly hair. Dang When he smiles, two dimples appear on each cheek, which is good for health. He already has one or two young wives, but Louisa Billon is his favorite, a beautiful five-year-old girl.

"Now, dear Victor, I dare say that you want to be immersed in the gossip about the good people in Geneva. The beautiful Miss Mansfield and the young Englishman John Melbourne are about to get married and have received a congratulatory visit. Her ugly sister Manon married the wealthy banker Du Villard last fall. Since leaving Geneva, your favorite classmate has suffered several misfortunes. But he has regained his spirit and reportedly is about to marry a lively and beautiful The French woman Ms. Tavernier. She is a widow, much older than Manuel; but she is very admired and everyone’s favorite.

"Dear cousin, I refreshed myself, but as I summarized, my anxiety returned to me. Dear Victor, to write one sentence, one word is a blessing for us. Thank Henry for his kindness, kindness and many letters; we sincerely thank you. Adie, my cousin; take care of yourself; then, I beg you to write!

Elizabeth Lavenza.

"Geneva, 17 3rd, 18th."

"Dear Elizabeth, dear!" When I finished reading her letter, I yelled: "I will write immediately to get them out of the anxiety they must feel." I wrote that this effort made me very tired . But my recovery work has already begun and is going on regularly. In two weeks, I was able to leave the room.

One of my first responsibilities in rehabilitation is to introduce to several professors at the university. In the process, I experienced a rough way of use, which was not suitable for the wounds my brain suffered. Since the deadly night, the end of childbirth, and the beginning of misfortune, I have always harbored a strong dislike, even in the name of natural philosophy. When I recover health in other ways, seeing chemical instruments will restore all my neurological pain. Henry saw this and removed all my equipment from my field of vision. He also changed my apartment. Because he felt that I was not satisfied with the room that used to be my laboratory. But when I visited the professor, these concerns were useless. When Waldman praised him for torture, with kindness and warmth, I made amazing progress in the field of science. He quickly realized that I did not like this topic. But instead of guessing the real reason, he attributed my feelings to humility and shifted the subject from my progress to science itself, as I clearly saw, desire to attract me. what can I do? He wanted to please him and tortured me. In my opinion, I think he seems to have carefully placed those tools step by step, which will cause me to die slowly and cruelly in the future. I am troubled by his words, but dare not show my pain. Clive's eyes and feelings are always keen to discern the feelings of others, and he rejected the topic as an excuse to say that he was completely ignorant. The conversation began. I sincerely thanked my friend, but I did not speak. I was clearly surprised to see him, but he never tried to steal my secrets from me. Although I am full of infinite love and awe when I admire him, I can never convince myself to confide in him. This incident often reminds me, but I am worried that the details of the other person will only give others. Leave a deep impression.

Mr. Klimpe is not so obedient. In my state at the time, the sensitivity that was almost unsupportable, compared with Mr. Waldman's mercy and tolerance, his harsh bluntness caused me more pain. "—Brother!" He cried; "Why, Mr. Kleval, I assure you that he has surpassed all of us. Yes, please stare; but it is true. A few years ago, a The young man firmly believes in Cornelius Agrippa in the Gospel. He is now the leader of the university. If he is not put down soon, we will all lose face. "Yes, yes," he continued. Observing the painful face on my face, "Male. Frankenstein is humble; the outstanding qualities of a young man. Young man, you should be different to yourself, Mr. Clairva: When I was young, I was myself. But this will be exhausted in a short time. "

Mr. Krempe is now beginning to eulogy to himself, which makes the conversation happily turn away from a topic that bothers me.

Never sympathized with my hobby of natural sciences. His literary pursuit is completely different from that of occupying me. When he came to the university, he designed to fully master the Eastern language, so he should open up a field for his life plan. Determined not to engage in any disgraceful career, he set his sights on the east, which provided room for his enterprising spirit. Persian, Arabic, and Sanskrit caught his attention, and I was easily tempted to engage in the same research. Being idle has always been annoying for me. Now I want to avoid reflection and hate my previous studies. When my friends and I become companions, I feel great relaxation and not only found guidance in my writings. , And feel comforted. Orientalists. I don't like him trying to have an important understanding of their dialects because I haven't considered using them except for temporary entertainment. I read them just to understand their meaning, and they repaid my labor very well. Their melancholy is soothing, and their sense of joy has reached a level I have never experienced before in any other country author. When you read their works, life seems to be contained in the warm sunshine and rose garden, in the smile and frown of a fair enemy, and the flame that devours your own heart. How is it different from the masculinity and heroic poetry of Greece and Rome! To the point where I have never studied authors from other countries. When you read their works, life seems to be contained in the warm sunshine and rose garden, in the smile and frown of a fair enemy, and the flame that devours your own heart. How is it different from the masculinity and heroic poetry of Greece and Rome! To the point where I have never studied authors from other countries. When you read their works, life seems to be contained in the warm sunshine and rose garden, in the smile and frown of a fair enemy, and the flame that devours your own heart. How is it different from the masculinity and heroic poetry of Greece and Rome!

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