Master Ham sucked his teeth and was rewarded with a single, stout blow to the ear. "What'd you do that for?" he cried, patting the offended spot.Bolger serenely tucked the enormous drawing pad beneath his arm. "Don't do that. You look like a peasant."
"I am a peasant!" Master Ham glared from his stained tattered smock to an imaginary cheval glass in the corner. (To be continued...)
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