Good God. Usually when he aims kicks at orphans in the street who won't leave him alone, they scatter. What on earth is wrong with this era? Why aren't the orphans more skittish? Honestly, dreadful things happen to orphans at this time and place. They ought to be afraid of their own shadows.

"I said get out of here," he calls, throwing another pebble vaguely in Negri's direction. "Go on!"