I am with you through thick and thin, Nigel. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. Down that on the right the young culprit was dragged—along that on the left a fainting woman was borne in the arms of several females. Presently he caught her puzzled glance, and recollected himself, turning on the charm again.
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