Charlotte Brontë,
The Professor — Chapter XVIII.
“ She caught the prohibited smile, though I passed my hand over my mouth to conceal it; and again she made room for me to sit beside her. I shook my head, though temptation penetrated to my senses at the moment, and once more I told her to go on. "Well, then, if ever you are at the head of a large establishment, dismiss nobody. To speak truth, monsieur (and to you I will speak truth) , I despise people who are always making rows, blustering, sending off one to the right, and another to the left, urging, and hurrying circumstances. ”
