Spurlock had found the typewriter, oiled and cleaned it, and began to practise on it in the night. One trouble, however, shot its slanting bolts athwart the shining warmth of that opening day and marred its perfection, and that was the thought of her father. Divers plans and figures were chalked upon the walls; and the spaces between them were filled up with an almanack for the year; a godly ballad, adorned with a rude wood-cut, purporting to be "The History of Chaste Susannah;" an old print of the Seven Golden Candlesticks; an abstract of the various Acts of Parliament against drinking, swearing, and all manner of profaneness; and a view of the interior of Doctor Daniel Burgess's Presbyterian meeting-house in Russell Court, with portraits of the reverend gentleman and the principal members of his flock. Straitened circumstances would not have mattered; a mother would have managed somehow. . \"Cathy says she'll let me stay out past midnight. He had got here at speed by that means. CHAPTER XXVIII. Selfishness. " "Forgive you!" echoed his mother, with a look radiant with delight.
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