You came out like an ant for your nuptial flight. CHAPTER XXVI Spurlock went out on his toes, careful lest the bamboo curtain rattle behind him. There was more shouting. 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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