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Portrait of Hugh Walpole Hugh Walpole The Golden Scarecrow — Young John Scarlet (1915)

The boxes had been packed, and stood in a shining and self-conscious trio in John's bedroom. The new play-box was there, with its stolid freshness and the black bands at the corners; inside, there was a multitude of riches, and it was, of course, a symbol of absolute independence and maturity. John was wearing the new Eton jacket, also a new white waistcoat; the parting in his hair was straighter than it had ever been before, his ears were pink. The world seemed a confused mixture of soap and starch and lights. Piccadilly Circus was a cauldron of bubbling colour.
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Portrait of Hugh Walpole Hugh Walpole The Golden Scarecrow — Young John Scarlet (1915)

Even John's father, Mr. Reginald Scarlett, a K.C., and a man of a most decisive and emphatic bearing, felt John's difference.
John's appearance was unengaging rather than handsome—a snub nose, grey eyes, rather large ears, a square, stocky body and short, stout legs. He was certainly the most independent small boy in England, and very obstinate; when any proposal that seemed on the face of it absurd was made to him, he shut up like a box.
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Portrait of Hugh Walpole Hugh Walpole The Golden Scarecrow — Young John Scarlet (1915)

A terrible pause, whilst his brain was filled, ever, with more and more fire, and he was torn between the impulse to fling himself into his mother's arms, and let everything go, and the impulse to become stiffer and stiffer, to repel her as brutally and effectively as he could.
Her eyes were upon him; she put her hand on his neck and stroked his hair.
"John, dear, you'll be a good boy, won't you? Never do what your father and I wouldn't like. You're going into the world now. There'll be temptations. Remember that you're a gentleman—always—never do anything that you'd be ashamed of.
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