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He held in his hands The book of wisdom. "Sir, " I addressed him, «Let me read.» «Child-» he began. "Sir, " I said, «Think not that I am a child, For already...

slept well, was decently dressed, and as a well-brought-up boy should, did not consort with every village lout. Nobody cared to see what he read; his aunt...