Was It Murder?
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@page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } CHAPTER ITHE STRANGE AFFAIR IN THE DORMITORY Pilate might well have added: “What is youth?”—And so the modern father too may wonder,Faintly remembering his own, forsooth,But feeling it would be an awful blunderTo tell his sons a tenth part of the truthAbout the sex-temptations HE came under.Therefore, in England now, on every hand,This proper study of mankind is banned. So, after patient effort, composed Colin Revell in his Isling...ton lodgings on a murky December morning. You will have rightly deduced that he was young, rather clever, and not hard up enough to have to do any real work. He was, in fact, just as old as the century; had had one of those “brilliant” careers at Oxford that are the despair alike of parents and prospective employers; and enjoyed a private income of a little over four pounds a week. Added to which, he was an only child; his parents were both dead; and his relatives were the usual collection of retired colonels and tea-planters who, from their fastnesses at Cheltenham, eyed him with as little relish as he did them.His unassuming ground-floor front looked on to a somewhat decayed street within walking distance of the Caledonian Cattle Market. The hour was a trifle short of noon, and the remains of a recent breakfast lay pushed somewhat away from him on the table. His purple dressing-gown and black silk pyjamas contrasted oddly with the landlady’s furnishings, which, in an ecstasy of admiration for their Victorian antiquity, he had allowed to remain exactly as when he had first entered into occupation. It was a pose, undoubtedly, but an amusing one. The landlady, a Mrs.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
@page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } CHAPTER ITHE STRANGE AFFAIR IN THE DORMITORY Pilate might well have added: “What is youth?”—And so the modern father too may wonder,Faintly remembering his own, forsooth,But feeling it would be an awful blunderTo tell his sons a tenth part of the truthAbout the sex-temptations HE came under.Therefore, in England now, on every hand,This proper study of mankind is banned. So, after patient effort, composed Colin Revell in his Isling...ton lodgings on a murky December morning. You will have rightly deduced that he was young, rather clever, and not hard up enough to have to do any real work. He was, in fact, just as old as the century; had had one of those “brilliant” careers at Oxford that are the despair alike of parents and prospective employers; and enjoyed a private income of a little over four pounds a week. Added to which, he was an only child; his parents were both dead; and his relatives were the usual collection of retired colonels and tea-planters who, from their fastnesses at Cheltenham, eyed him with as little relish as he did them.His unassuming ground-floor front looked on to a somewhat decayed street within walking distance of the Caledonian Cattle Market. The hour was a trifle short of noon, and the remains of a recent breakfast lay pushed somewhat away from him on the table. His purple dressing-gown and black silk pyjamas contrasted oddly with the landlady’s furnishings, which, in an ecstasy of admiration for their Victorian antiquity, he had allowed to remain exactly as when he had first entered into occupation. It was a pose, undoubtedly, but an amusing one. The landlady, a Mrs.
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