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thing. It's a masterpiece. Where did you learn how?"
The boy's face twitched as he said very slowly:
"The man who taught me how died in sight of home. It's his story. It isn't mine at all. I want a day off, if you please, to go down to Lewes again. I'm—I'm the last of the Albatross."
