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julian kirrin stared up absentmindedly at mr rowland, as the tutor george’s parents had booked meandered around the reading room. his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows as he rested his head on his hands.

his eyes occasionally fluttered shut, but he forced himself awake, listening to mr rowland’s muttering on about the corn laws of 1815. both anne and george seemed similarly uninterested, but dick scribbled down every word the tutor spoke.