If there is, it’s a mere wrapping—there’s better underneath. The boy was all conscience, and he suffered through this conscience to such lengths that the law would be impotent to add anything. Well, it had to happen somewhen. The time was the 26th of November, 1703: the place, the Mint in Southwark. “We sent for you several hours ago,” he remarked.
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