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My dear old tutor wiping his face shining like live coals said:
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Then a familiar figure appeared in the doorway: my old tutor Mardonius.
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But, meanwhile, my good old tutor, what will you think of me?
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The voice and face of his old tutor bridged the years like magic.
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His most reputable friend was his old tutor; he would go to him.
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There are times when he makes me think of His Highness' old tutor.
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The saving influence on this occasion was exerted by his old tutor, Laharpe.
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His old tutor, long his friend, quiet and stanch, gazed unseen.
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He seized the first opportunity after dinner of engaging his old tutor in conversation.
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Clementine used to make my mother laugh, and puzzle the old tutor sadly sometimes.
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Then there recurred the memory of his old tutor, Ludmillo.
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At least I remember that Quintilian, my old tutor, used to tell me so.
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Master George vowed he never would forsake his old tutor, and kept his promise.
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Aagot could not refrain from observing her old tutor.
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He would want to show them to his old tutor when home was reached again.
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I've had a hateful old tutor for a month.
