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Chapter 30

           Thus,astrainofgentlemusic,ortheripplingofwaterinasilentplace,ortheodourofaflower,orthementionofafamiliarword,willsometimescallupsuddendimremembrancesofscenesthatneverwere,inthislife;whichvanishlikeabreath;whichsomebriefmemoryofahappierexistence,longgoneby,wouldseemtohaveawakened;whichnovoluntaryexertionofthemindcaneverrecall.

           ‘Whatcanthismean?’exclaimedtheelderlady.‘Thispoorchildcanneverhavebeenthepupilofrobbers!’

           ‘Vice,’saidthesurgeon,replacingthecurtain,‘takesupherabodeinmanytemples;andwhocansaythatafairoutsideshellnotenshrineher?’

           ‘Butatsoearlyanage!’urgedRose.

           ‘Mydearyounglady,’rejoinedthesurgeon,mournfullyshakinghishead;‘crime,likedeath,isnotconfinedtotheoldandwitheredalone.Theyoungestandfairestaretoooftenitschosenvictims.

           ‘But,canyouoh!canyoureallybelievethatthisdelicateboyhasbeenthevoluntaryassociateoftheworstoutcastsofsociety?’saidRose.

           Thesurgeonshookhishead,inamannerwhichintimatedthathefeareditwasverypossible;andobservingthattheymightdisturbthepatient,ledthewayintoanadjoiningapartment.

           ‘Butevenifhehasbeenwicked,’pursuedRose,‘thinkhowyoungheis;thinkthathemayneverhaveknownamother’slove,orthecomfortofahome;thatill-usageandblows,orthewantofbread,mayhavedrivenhimtoherdwithmenwhohaveforcedhimtoguilt.

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