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Dickie was caned on both hands and kept in. Also his dinner was of bread and water, and he had to write out two hundred times, "I am a bad boy, and I ask the pardon of my good tutor. DICKIE WAS CANED ON BOTH HANDS AND KEPT IN ALSO HIS DINNER WAS BREAD AND WATER AND HE HAD TO WRITE OUT TWO HUNDRED TIMES I AM A BAD BOY AND ASK THE PARDON OF MY GOOD TUTOR
ncle's town house. And you all have lessons together--thy tutor gives them. And thy cousins love him no better than thou dost. All thou hast to do is to forget thy dream, and take up thy life here--and be slow to speak, for a day or two, till thou hast grown used to thine own place. Thou'lt have lessons alone to-day. One of the cousins goes with his mother to be her page and bear her train at the King's revels at Whitehall, and the other must sit and sew her sampler. Her mother says she hath run wild too long." So Dickie had lessons alone with his detested tutor, and his relief from the panic fear of the morning raised his spirits to a degree that unfortunately found vent in what was, for him, extreme naughtiness. He drew a comic picture of his tutor--it really was rather like--with a scroll coming out of his mouth, and on the scroll the words, "Because I am ugly I need not be hateful!" His tutor, who had a nasty way of creeping up behind people, came up behind him at the wrong moment. T NOW TO YOUR COUSINS AT YOUR UNCLE'S TOWN HOUSE AND YOU ALL HAVE LESSONS TOGETHER THY TUTOR GIVES THEM AND THY COUSINS LOVE HIM NO BETTER THAN THOU DOST ALL THOU HAST TO DO IS FORGET THY DREAM AND TAKE UP THY LIFE HERE AND BE SLOW TO SPEAK FOR A DAY OR TWO TILL THOU HAST GROWN USED TO THINE OWN PLACE THOU'LT HAVE LESSONS ALONE TO DAY ONE OF THE COUSINS GOES WITH HIS MOTHER TO BE HER PAGE AND BEAR HER TRAIN AT THE KING'S REVELS AT WHITEHALL AND THE OTHER MUST SIT AND SOW HER SAMPLER HER MOTHER SAYS SHE HATH RUN WILD TOO LONG SO DICKIE HAD LESSONS ALONE WITH HIS DETESTED TUTOR AND HIS RELIEF FROM THE PANIC FEAR OF THE MORNING RAISED HIS SPIRITS TO A DEGREE THAT UNFORTUNATELY FOUND VENT IN WHAT WAS FOR HIM EXTREME NAUGHTINESS HE DREW A COMIC PICTURE OF HIS TUTOR IT REALLY WAS RATHER LIKE WITH A SCROLL COMING OUT OF HIS MOUTH AND ON THE SCROLL THE WORDS BECAUSE I AM UGLY I NEED NOT BE HATEFUL HIS TUTOR WHO HAD A NASTY WAY OF CREEPING UP BEHIND PEOPLE CAME UP BEHIND HIM AT THE WRONG MOMENT
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