If you had any idea what depths people have sunken to as you reside safely in this high fortress, you would search your soul to find the mote of charity left there. " "That boy'll never rest till he finds his vay to Bridewell," observed Sharples. It's kind of comforting to have you there. The doll she had never owned, the cat and the dog that had never been hers: here they were, strangely incorporated in this sleeping man. We were to live in some wretched London suburb. "That's a fine tale," said Spurlock. After all, it came to him suddenly as a harsh discovery that she might be in a sense regarded as grownup. "You are, Sir," thundered Jonathan; "and, unless you find him, you shan't hold your place a week.
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