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ToC If there is one thing on earth, more lovely than another, it is a fair girl of the tender age of Winifred Wood! Her beauty awakens no feeling beyond that of admiration. The wastrel, the ne'er-do-well, who went mostly nobly to a fine end. When my father died, and we were left alone in Jersey, I was quite a long time deciding whether I would go in for singing professionally or try painting. She was gathering quite a crowd in her newfound popularity, and the phenomenon was so apparent she could almost form her own harem of young boys. Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. Startled by the cry, as may be supposed, the attention of the whole congregation was drawn towards the quarter whence it proceeded. Standing on tiptoe, on a joint-stool, placed upon the bench, with his back to the door, and a clasp-knife in his hand, this youngster, instead of executing his appointed task, was occupied in carving his name upon a beam, overhead. And girls and women, perhaps, are different. No matter how swiftly he pursued this riddle, he could not bring it to a halt. ’ ‘There is no need for this,’ he ventured mildly, and lifted his finger to show his own pistol was not cocked. You could, if you were ambitious to round out your education, memorize certain popular foreign phrases. Presently she was again in that dreadful tavern of the Thénardiers.
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