Each of my scholars thinks it his own shirt. But they cut it all off. There are unwritten laws governing human conduct. Wood was an old friend of mine—and I recollect seeing Jack when he was bound 'prentice to him. But I was sorry for poor Jack—as I am still, and hoped he would mend. Then she sat down—uninvited— and looked from one to the other curiously.
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