Chapter 7 - The hope of England-1

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Chapter 7 The hope of EnglandMY UNCLE DROVE FOR some time in silence, but I was conscious that his eye was always coming round to me, and I had an uneasy conviction that he was already beginning to ask himself whether he could make anything of me, or whether he had been betrayed into an indiscretion when he had allowed his sister to persuade him to show her son something of the grand world in which he lived. “You sing, don’t you, nephew?” he asked, suddenly. “Yes, sir, a little.” “A baritone, I should fancy?” “Yes, sir.” “And your mother tells me that you play the fiddle. These things will be of service to you with the Prince. Music runs in his family. Your education has been what you could get at a village school. Well, you are not examined in Greek roots in polite society, which i

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