“My dear boy,” she exclaimed. “When are you going away?” He asked. T’weren’t fitting, we knew that. ” He retorted smartly, looking at her with mischief. “I am afraid that you are making a mistake. Then came the javelin-men, walking four abreast, and lastly, a long line of constables, marching in the same order. He was walking listlessly along, well-dressed, debonnair, good-looking. Deserted by his older companion in iniquity, and instigator to crime, he did not know what might become of him; nor, as we have observed, was the sad spectacle he had just witnessed, without effect. He seemed to have expected them.
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