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At least the "Magnificent" hadn't followed him here. Neither had specific taunts about "blue-blood tresses," "delicate lashes," or "glittering eyes." ...oys make up cruel names," he said quietly. If the comment hit home, Miss van Cleef showed no sign. She had to know that boys called her "the Yardstick" for the device she seemed to never be without. Mostly, she used it to gesture, but it had come down on enough knuckles and shoulders that no one dared to be inattentive in her class.He wondered if. I never could do that before tonight. Meeting the angel of my dream did not rid me of them."After carefully wiping away his tears with the palms of his hands, he lay down on his side and tightly clasped his pillow to his chest. He moaned into the pillow as he remembered the dream."That poor boy!" His broken lament pierced the silence of the night.He was dirty, disheveled and stunk of blood, sweat and filth. His lank hair crawled with lice and the burlap rags he used as clothes, infested with. More

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