" "That boy'll never rest till he finds his vay to Bridewell," observed Sharples. “There are no males at men to stare; A man scores always, everywhere. Like a thorough-bred racer, he would sustain twice as much fatigue as a person of heavier mould. Without betraying the slightest confusion, or making a single remark, he quietly resumed his seat. “I want to ask you a question,” he said.
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