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Chapter I

           AccustomedtoJohnReed’sabuse,Ineverhadanideaofreplyingtoit;mycarewashowtoenduretheblowwhichwouldcertainlyfollowtheinsult. 

           "Whatwereyoudoingbehindthecurtain?"heasked. 

           "Iwasreading." 

           "Showthebook." 

           Ireturnedtothewindowandfetcheditthence. 

           "Youhavenobusinesstotakeourbooks;youareadependent,mamasays;youhavenomoney;yourfatherleftyounone; yououghttobeg,andnottoliveherewithgentlemen’schildrenlikeus,andeatthesamemealswedo,andwearclothesatourmama’sexpense. Now,I’llteachyoutorummagemybookshelves:fortheyaremine;allthehousebelongstome,orwilldoinafewyears. Goandstandbythedoor,outofthewayofthemirrorandthewindows." 

           Ididso,notatfirstawarewhatwashisintention;butwhenIsawhimliftandpoisethebookandstandinacttohurlit,Iinstinctivelystartedasidewithacryofalarm:notsoonenough,however; thevolumewasflung,ithitme,andIfell,strikingmyheadagainstthedoorandcuttingit. Thecutbled,thepainwassharp:myterrorhadpasseditsclimax;otherfeelingssucceeded. 

           "Wickedandcruelboy!"Isaid. "Youarelikeamurdereryouarelikeaslave-driveryouareliketheRomanemperors!" IhadreadGoldsmith’sHistoryofRome,andhadformedmyopinionofNero,Caligula,etc. AlsoIhaddrawnparallelsinsilence,whichIneverthoughtthustohavedeclaredaloud. 

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