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Chapter Sixteen
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    t clot and let took out a cigarette.

    Youre fucking cool, I said. I was shing.

    hey do.

    Gentleman! said Mrs Sucksby. Listen to me. Sue old us terrible t you to go.

    Dont let ie! I waved my knife. Cop him!

    Gentleman  te, but apart from t  moved. urned to look at Caken a couple of doubtful steps towards  o Charless hair.

    So, Charley, he said.

    Please, sir, said Charles.

    You  a villain.

    Co tremble.  to God, Mr Rivers, I never meant to!

    tleman. roked C to , t  know w. he blushed.

    Sit down, John, said Mrs Sucksby.

    and if I like.

    Sit down, or Ill  you.

    me?  ted to Gentleman and Cook teps, and struck ruck  boto  ween his elbows.

    You old cow! ouc!

    ; but tears and o snivel. o t. C leman looked from one to t Maud in pretend amazement.

    Is it doo me,  small boys weep?

    Fuck you, I aint small! said John.

    ill you be quiet? said Maud, in s enough.

    Charles wiped his nose. Yes, miss.

    Gentleman leaned against t of till smoking. So, Suky, he said. You know all now.

    I kno I kne, six monts all, to trust you.

    Dear girl, said Mr
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