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His face warm, Captain Roding glared them into silence, and firmly marched his captive off down Piccadilly, heading for Stratton Street where the town house of the Alderley family was situated. Boys keep you busy, don’t they?” Lucy said in a light tone. They had much to talk about, or rather Miss Prudence had. “I thought they made knights of actors?” “They may of Hal some day,” said Gwen. In the beginning was afraid; but after the first several cases, I had only pity. Boys, at the time of which we write, were attired like men of their own day, or certain charity-children of ours; and the stripling in question was dressed in black plush breeches, and a gray drugget waistcoat, with immoderately long pockets, both of which were evidently the cast-off clothes of some one considerably his senior.
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