Sheila wouldn’t allow me to date a boy even if he was only fifteen—I mean sixteen, like I am, you see. It was among artistic people. She yielded it without protest, as though unconsciously. I shall be very sorry if I cannot have you for a friend. She offers me no explanation, permits me absolutely no hope. As it was feared that some mischief would ensue, Wild volunteered, if he were allowed a small body of men, to ride forward to Tyburn, and keep the ground clear until the arrival of the prisoner.
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