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"I call this ere crib the Little-Ease, arter the runaway prentices' cells in Guildhall. Neither the American Express nor Cook's had received mail for Howard Taber; he was not on either list. From time to time the man below would shout, and the boy would let the threads go with the snap of a harpist, only to recover them instantly. He was always visualizing the Hand whenever he let his gaze rest upon the horizon. He made Hong-Kong at dusk: wet, hungry, and a bit groggy for the want of sleep; but he was in no wise discouraged. I often think of those delightful evenings in Paris. " "You're a noble-hearted little fellow, Thames," rejoined Wood, casting a look of pride and affection at his adopted son, whose head he gently patted; "and give promise of a glorious manhood.
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