Before an hour had elapsed, the concourse was fearfully increased. “Do all foster kids have the instinct?” Michelle asked naively. Inside was Anna, leaning a little forward to watch the passers-by, bright-eyed, full to the brim of the insatiable curiosity of youth—the desire to understand and appreciate this new world in which she found herself. As soon as he became convalescent, and all fears of his premature dissolution were at an end, Wild recommenced his rigorous treatment. "No Mohocks! No Scourers!" cried the mob.
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