His expression became pained. Wearied at length with thinking on the past, and terrified by the prospect of the future, he threw himself on the straw with which the cage was littered, and endeavoured to compose himself to slumber. He heard me; but he never came in to ask what was the matter. ’ Hilary’s gaze was raking the room. \"I'm sixteen, I'm a junior like you. And, when I have seen him pining away before my eyes, getting thinner and thinner every day, I have sometimes thought my prayers were heard. "I'll make sure work this time," he added, about to repeat the blow. A sprinkling of callow youths, and a couple of pronounced young Jews, who were talking loudly together in some unintelligible jargon of the City.
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