I’m not going to be the only honest man in London. I will not bend. If people are fool enough and rich enough to pay me to lie to them, that’s their choice. We all have to look after ourselves; why should I not when everyone else does? Why should Sukey or Emma have to scrub or whore for the sake of my virtue? Why should I be the one to bow the knee?” His voice was angry, defiant, threadbare. Nathaniel wanted to shake him. “Look at yourself, man. You are on your knees; does it make it any better that you put yourself there?” “Yes,” Justin said. “And you wouldn’t ask that if you’d tried the
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