A sprinkling of callow youths, and a couple of pronounced young Jews, who were talking loudly together in some unintelligible jargon of the City. He never cries nor frets, as children generally do, but lies at my bosom, or on my knee, as quiet and as gentle as you see him now. That's the kind, my friend, that always fall soft. McClintock's initial revulsion was natural; he was an honest man. " The Wastrel laughed.
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