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"
Let
him
learn
to
box
his
corner
.
That
's
what
I
'm
always
saying
to
that
Rosicrucian
there
:
take
exercise
.
Why
,
when
I
was
a
nipper
every
morning
of
my
life
I
had
a
cold
bath
,
winter
and
summer
.
And
that
's
what
stands
to
me
now
.
Education
is
all
very
fine
and
large
...
.
Mr.
Cotter
might
take
a
pick
of
that
leg
mutton
,
"
he
added
to
my
aunt
.
"
No
,
no
,
not
for
me
,
"
said
old
Cotter
.
My
aunt
brought
the
dish
from
the
safe
and
put
it
on
the
table
.
"
But
why
do
you
think
it
's
not
good
for
children
,
Mr.
Cotter
?
"
she
asked
.
"
It
's
bad
for
children
,
"
said
old
Cotter
,
"
because
their
mind
are
so
impressionable
.
When
children
see
things
like
that
,
you
know
,
it
has
an
effect
...
.
"
I
crammed
my
mouth
with
stirabout
for
fear
I
might
give
utterance
to
my
anger
.
Tiresome
old
red-nosed
imbecile
!
It
was
late
when
I
fell
asleep
.
Though
I
was
angry
with
old
Cotter
for
alluding
to
me
as
a
child
,
I
puzzled
my
head
to
extract
meaning
from
his
unfinished
sentences
.
In
the
dark
of
my
room
I
imagined
that
I
saw
again
the
heavy
grey
face
of
the
paralytic
.
I
drew
the
blankets
over
my
head
and
tried
to
think
of
Christmas
.
But
the
grey
face
still
followed
me
.
It
murmured
,
and
I
understood
that
it
desired
to
confess
something
.
I
felt
my
soul
receding
into
some
pleasant
and
vicious
region
;
and
there
again
I
found
it
waiting
for
me
.
It
began
to
confess
to
me
in
a
murmuring
voice
and
I
wondered
why
it
smiled
continually
and
why
the
lips
were
so
moist
with
spittle
.
But
then
I
remembered
that
it
had
died
of
paralysis
and
I
felt
that
I
too
was
smiling
feebly
as
if
to
absolve
the
simoniac
of
his
sin
.
The
next
morning
after
breakfast
I
went
down
to
look
at
the
little
house
in
Great
Britain
Street
.
It
was
an
unassuming
shop
,
registered
under
the
vague
name
of
Drapery
.
The
drapery
consisted
mainly
of
children
's
bootees
and
umbrellas
;
and
on
ordinary
days
a
notice
used
to
hang
in
the
window
,
saying
:
Umbrellas
Re-covered
.
No
notice
was
visible
now
for
the
shutters
were
up
.
A
crape
bouquet
was
tied
to
the
doorknocker
with
ribbon
.
Two
poor
women
and
a
telegram
boy
were
reading
the
card
pinned
on
the
crape
.
I
also
approached
and
read
:
July
1st
,
1895The
Rev.
James
Flynn
(
formerly
of
S.
Catherine
's
Church
,
Meath
Street
)
,
aged
sixty-five
years.R
.
I.
P.
