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Boys, at the time of which we write, were attired like men of their own day, or certain charity-children of ours; and the stripling in question was dressed in black plush breeches, and a gray drugget waistcoat, with immoderately long pockets, both of which were evidently the cast-off clothes of some one considerably his senior. He pushed her to his bed, little more than a cot, and pulled off her clothes. He was holding the ring to the light, and narrowly examining the inscription. " "Very well, sir. Gazing at her with eyes blinded with tears, he imprinted one brotherly kiss upon her lips. A distant suggestion of chalets and a glimpse of the road set them talking for a time of the world they had left behind. Take care he don't see you,—and bring me word where he goes, and what he does. She struggled not to be afraid. Martin’s eyes seemed about to pop out of his head. In the upper hall he paused to listen. ‘What is it?’ ‘Er—shouldn’t I tell—I mean, the young lady, sir—’ ‘You can leave the young lady to me.
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