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In the distance a barrel-organ was grinding out a pot pourri of popular airs. You want industry—you want steadiness. ‘I want a word with you, my lad. Jonathan shook his head. Within ten minutes he had read much more than had greeted his eye. “Well?” “I don’t care a rap for all these things. 1. You are restless, aggressive, critical with all the crude unthinking criticism of youth.
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