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"
Boh
!
Madam
Mope
!
"
cried
the
voice
of
John
Reed
;
then
he
paused
:
he
found
the
room
apparently
empty
.
"
Where
the
dickens
is
she
!
"
he
continued
.
"
Lizzy
!
Georgy
!
(
calling
to
his
sisters
)
Joan
is
not
here
:
tell
mama
she
is
run
out
into
the
rain
--
bad
animal
!
"
"
It
is
well
I
drew
the
curtain
,
"
thought
I
;
and
I
wished
fervently
he
might
not
discover
my
hiding-place
:
nor
would
John
Reed
have
found
it
out
himself
;
he
was
not
quick
either
of
vision
or
conception
;
but
Eliza
just
put
her
head
in
at
the
door
,
and
said
at
once
--
"
She
is
in
the
window-seat
,
to
be
sure
,
Jack
.
"
And
I
came
out
immediately
,
for
I
trembled
at
the
idea
of
being
dragged
forth
by
the
said
Jack
.
"
What
do
you
want
?
"
I
asked
,
with
awkward
diffidence
.
"
Say
,
'
What
do
you
want
,
Master
Reed
?
'
"
was
the
answer
.
"
I
want
you
to
come
here
;
"
and
seating
himself
in
an
arm-chair
,
he
intimated
by
a
gesture
that
I
was
to
approach
and
stand
before
him
.
John
Reed
was
a
schoolboy
of
fourteen
years
old
;
four
years
older
than
I
,
for
I
was
but
ten
:
large
and
stout
for
his
age
,
with
a
dingy
and
unwholesome
skin
;
thick
lineaments
in
a
spacious
visage
,
heavy
limbs
and
large
extremities
.
He
gorged
himself
habitually
at
table
,
which
made
him
bilious
,
and
gave
him
a
dim
and
bleared
eye
and
flabby
cheeks
.
He
ought
now
to
have
been
at
school
;
but
his
mama
had
taken
him
home
for
a
month
or
two
,
"
on
account
of
his
delicate
health
.
"
Mr.
Miles
,
the
master
,
affirmed
that
he
would
do
very
well
if
he
had
fewer
cakes
and
sweetmeats
sent
him
from
home
;
but
the
mother
's
heart
turned
from
an
opinion
so
harsh
,
and
inclined
rather
to
the
more
refined
idea
that
John
's
sallowness
was
owing
to
over-application
and
,
perhaps
,
to
pining
after
home
.
John
had
not
much
affection
for
his
mother
and
sisters
,
and
an
antipathy
to
me
.
He
bullied
and
punished
me
;
not
two
or
three
times
in
the
week
,
nor
once
or
twice
in
the
day
,
but
continually
:
every
nerve
I
had
feared
him
,
and
every
morsel
of
flesh
in
my
bones
shrank
when
he
came
near
.
There
were
moments
when
I
was
bewildered
by
the
terror
he
inspired
,
because
I
had
no
appeal
whatever
against
either
his
menaces
or
his
inflictions
;
the
servants
did
not
like
to
offend
their
young
master
by
taking
my
part
against
him
,
and
Mrs.
Reed
was
blind
and
deaf
on
the
subject
:
she
never
saw
him
strike
or
heard
him
abuse
me
,
though
he
did
both
now
and
then
in
her
very
presence
,
more
frequently
,
however
,
behind
her
back
.
