One desire came in time to haunt him day and night: it was to see a real prince, with his own eyes.
Among, but not of, the dreadful rabble that inhabited the house, was a good old priest whom the King had turned out of house and home with a pension of a few farthings, and he used to get the children aside and teach them right ways secretly. Father Andrew also taught Tom a little Latin, and how to read and write; and would have done the same with the girls, but they were afraid of the jeers of their friends, who could not have endured such a queer accomplishment in them.
It was small, decayed, and rickety, but it was packed full of wretchedly poor families.
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