Ragged Dick, Or, Street Life in New York with the Boot-Blacks by Horatio Alger
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Instantly Dick was seized with a fancy for witnessing Johnny's amazement at his change in appearance. He stole up behind him, and struck him on the back. "Hallo, Johnny, how many shines have you had?" Johnny turned round expecting to see Dick, whose voice he recognized, but his astonished eyes rested on a nicely dressed boy (the hat alone excepted) who looked indeed like Dick, but so transformed in dress that it was difficult to be sure of his identity. "What luck, Johnny?" repeated Dick. Johnny surveyed him from head to foot in great bewilderment. "Who be you?" he said. "Well, that's a good one," laughed Dick; "so you don't know Dick?" "Where'd you get all them clothes?" asked Johnny. "Have you been stealin'?" "Say that again, and I'll lick you. No, I've lent my clothes to a young feller as was goin' to a party, and didn't have none fit to wear, and so I put on my second-best for a change." Without deigning any further explanation, Dick went off, followed by the astonished gaze of Johnny Nolan, who could not quite make up |
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