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Chapter 13

           It’sthissortofthing—-thistyrannicalspirit,wantingtoplaybishopandbankereverywhereit’sthissortofthingmakesaman’snamestink."

           "Vincy,ifyouinsistonquarrellingwithme,itwillbeexceedinglypainfultoHarrietaswellasmyself,"saidMr.Bulstrode,withatriflemoreeagernessandpalenessthanusual.

           "Idon’twanttoquarrel.It’sformyinterestandperhapsforyourstoothatweshouldbefriends.Ibearyounogrudge;IthinknoworseofyouthanIdoofotherpeople.Amanwhohalfstarveshimself,andgoesthelengthinfamilyprayers,andsoon,thatyoudo,believesinhisreligionwhateveritmaybe:youcouldturnoveryourcapitaljustasfastwithcursingandswearing:—plentyoffellowsdo.Youliketobemaster,there’snodenyingthat;youmustbefirstchopinheaven,elseyouwon’tlikeitmuch.Butyou’remysister’shusband,andweoughttosticktogether;andifIknowHarriet,she’llconsiderityourfaultifwequarrelbecauseyoustrainatagnatinthisway,andrefusetodoFredagoodturn.AndIdon’tmeantosayIshallbearitwell.Iconsideritunhandsome."

           Mr.Vincyrose,begantobuttonhisgreat-coat,andlookedsteadilyathisbrother-in-law,meaningtoimplyademandforadecisiveanswer.

           ThiswasnotthefirsttimethatMr.BulstrodehadbegunbyadmonishingMr

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