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London Bridge — he was more so when he got out of it. He had but little
Money when he got in, none at all when he got out. The pickpockets had
Stripped him of his last farthing.
But no matter, so he found his boy. Being a soldier, he did not go at his task in
A random way, but set to work, first of all, to arrange his campaign.
What would the boy naturally do? Where would he naturally go? Well —
Argued Miles — he would naturally go to his former haunts, for that is the
Instinct of unsound minds, when homeless and forsaken, as well as of sound
ones. Whereabouts were his former haunts? His rags, taken together with the
Low villain who seemed to know him and who even claimed to be his father,
Indicated that his home was in one or other of the poorest and meanest
districts of London. Would the search for him be difficult, or long? No, it was
Likely to be easy and brief. He would not hunt for the boy, he would hunt for a
Crowd; in the center of a big crowd or a little one, sooner or later he should
Find his poor little friend, sure; and the mangy mob would be entertaining
Itself with pestering and aggravating the boy, who would be proclaiming
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Himself king, as usual. Then Miles Hendon would cripple some of those
People, and carry off his little ward, and comfort and cheer him with loving
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