Chapter

 1  5,3| holidays M. Patterson kept the boy with him, refusing him nothing
 2  7,4|   exclaimed, "Wilkie, wretched boy! what did you dare to hope?" ~
 3  7,7|    seems surprised because the boy is guilty of acts of folly.
 4 10,2|           Too much, Victor, my boy, too much - - " ~"Excuse
 5 10,4|      say a whole bottleful. my boy, if that suits you any better,"
 6 11,1|   distinguishing a puny little boy, some three or four years
 7 11,2|     and astonishment. The poor boy's repulsive uncleanliness
 8 11,2|      spot he could find on the boy's face, and set him on the
 9 15,6|    become very pale. "Wretched boy!" she exclaimed. "You don'
10 17,2|     his desk! Come, Victor, my boy, you must look alive!" ~