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Ay , Peter knew what young gentlemen was . He did not expect to see them all like poor Master Clarence , as had had his troubles ; the very life knocked out of him in his youth , as one might say . Indeed Peter would be pleased to see him a bit more sprightly , and taking more to society and hamusements of his hage . Nor would there be any objection if the late ' ours was only once a week or so , and things was done in a style fitting the family ; but when it came to mostly every night , often to two or three o'clock , it was too much for Mrs. Robson , for she would never go to bed , being mortal afraid of fire , and not always certain that Mr. Griffith was -- to say -- fit to put out his candle . ` What do you mean , Peter ? ' thundered my father , whose brow had been getting more and more furrowed every moment . ` Say it out !