He had
studied alchemy and astronomy, was a capable painter,
and even wrote music. He was a little embarrassed. Then suddenly with a rush came reality, came
“growing up”; a hasty imperative appeal for seriousness, for supreme
seriousness. I can’t just go up to
Josh and ask him out, even though I fantasize about
doing just that all the time. In his
condition the boy apparently had been as safe as in the lock-up. "He's a base, deceitful,
tyrannical, hoary-headed libertine—that's what he is. Your name. Gerald had been confident that the boy would not dream of
disobeying an order thrown at him by a major of militia, but he guessed Jack
might be wondering if he was about to be haled off to prison.
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