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. Mrs. ‘I want a word with you, my lad. But in doing so, I most likely saved 233 your life. "Couldn't you speak to him?" "What?—and be insulted for my trouble? No, thank you!" "That is it. "I've proofs to the contrary," replied Jonathan. He thought for a moment, and went on: “Love is something that has to be taken care of. "Your uncle, Sir Rowland?" "It is no idle boasting," replied the other.
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