Mr .Squeers. this is my nephew, Mr. Nicholas Nickleby. We’re here because of your newspaper advertisement, said Ralph Nickleby.
He ‘s too Young to de a teacher, Squeers said at once. Looking at Nicholas.
But after talking quietly with Ralph Nickle by for a while, he turned back to Nicholas with a smile. The job is yours. Our coach leaves at eight o’clock tomorrow morning. Be here early to help with the new students.