You must know, Sir, when he was a lad, the day after he broke into his master's house in Wych Street, he picked a gentleman's pocket in our church, during sarvice time,—that he did, the heathen. Spurling, you're a witness to the bet. As soon as he had gained his feet, he glanced round the bare blank walls of the cell, and, oppressed by the musty, close atmosphere, exclaimed, "I'll let a little fresh air into this dungeon. Annabel is my only sister, you know, almost my only relative. Easily. “I never wanted to kick any one so much in my life as that second fellow. That was odd: when young people were joyous, they had to express it physically.
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