On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. Drawing his hanger he rode amongst the crowd, trampled upon those most in advance, and made an attempt to seize their leader, in whom he recognised Blueskin. Many other wards,—especially on the Master Debtor's side,—have been necessarily omitted in the foregoing hasty enumeration. She should be lifted out of her narrow little life, and it should be all owing to him. It was her job to keep the house as neat as a pin, up to the high standard that Sheila expected, being a nurse.
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