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You know Martin, right? He’s that beautiful half-Chinese
boy that skipped a grade and has an I. —"A
famous university," observes Ned Ward, in the London Spy, "where, if a man has
a mind to educate a hopeful child in the daring science of padding; the lightfingered subtlety of shoplifting: the excellent use of jack and crow; for the
silently drawing bolts, and forcing barricades; with the knack of sweetening; or
the most ingenious dexterity of picking pockets; let him but enter in this college
on the Common Side, and confine him close to his study but for three months;
and if he does not come out qualified to take any degree of villainy, he must be
the most honest dunce that ever had the advantage of such eminent tutors. I've a shrewd guess where he's taken refuge; but I'll
ferret him out. Otherwise, every effort has
been made to remain true to the author's words and intent. But, not daring to confess his want of comprehension,
he made a profound reverence, and retired. ”
“Forty what?” Anna asked bewildered. There's
my thumb upon it. Still unconscious of anything he did physically. ‘Doesn’t she, Gerald?’
Gerald held up his hands. I—I don’t understand,” the man faltered wearily. It is very sweet of
you to have waited for me.
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