CHAPTER X. He continued tenderly, almost affectionately. You hear what I say, Quilt?" he added, looking at Jack. This getting up at dawn—real dawn—and working until seven was a distinct novelty. ‘That way. ” “Why not?” “You see, if I do go home my father objects to the College, and as for typing —” “Don’t go home. Let us walk about.
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