"I'm not worth it. I wasn't taught that; I simply fell into it from contact. Jack may be capable of much that is wicked, but he would never lift his hand against his friend,—of that I am assured. —I'll give him the edication of a prig,—teach him the use of his forks betimes,—and make him, in the end, as clever a cracksman as his father. We can see round them and behind them and through them, and most of us use that knowledge, in the silent way we have, for our great ends. They seemed the most wrapped things in all Ann Veronica’s wrappered world. It was a unique experience for her to wash him.
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