6. It was John Diedermayer, who had been transformed into a young scholar with a large pair of wire-rimmed eyeglasses on. The world had not passed by but had gone around it in a tremendous half-circle. Neither of these wards had beds, and the unfortunate inmates were obliged to take their rest on the oaken floor. “You’re still,” he said, “in the educational years. "Another time," replied the thief-taker, evasively. ‘Not where we’re going. He had a narrow escape, however; for, passing within an inch of him, the bullet burried itself deeply in the wall. His absence was thought by the charitable to be from grief. It was hard to meet that gaze.
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