See paragraph 1. "'Odd's! bodikins!" cried Jack, rubbing his cheek, "I'm in luck to-day. —I'll give him the edication of a prig,—teach him the use of his forks betimes,—and make him, in the end, as clever a cracksman as his father. They may love us, but they love us as the slave loves his captor, not as equals. “Miserable bounder,” he murmured. " Almost the identical words of the boy. ’ A gleam of rare humour slid into Charvill’s chest. “I do not wish to make impertinent inquiries into your private life. ‘I believe that. I have suffered him to be brought up decently—honestly; because I would make his fall the greater, and deepen the wound I meant to inflict upon his mother. No man knew whence she had come nor why. I’m fine. .
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