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Chapter 2

           

           ‘Iknowit,’returnedtheother.‘Isaidso,didn’tI?Butneitheroaths,orprayers,norwords,willkillme,andthereforeIlive,andmeantolive.’

           ‘Andhismotherdied!’criedtheoldman,passionatelyclaspinghishandsandlookingupward;‘andthisisHeaven’sjustice!’

           Theotherstoodloungingwithhisfootuponachair,andregardedhimwithacontemptuoussneer.Hewasayoungmanofone-and-twentyorthereabouts;wellmade,andcertainlyhandsome,thoughtheexpressionofhisfacewasfarfromprepossessing,havingincommonwithhismannerandevenhisdress,adissipated,insolentairwhichrepelledone.

           ‘Justiceornojustice,’saidtheyoungfellow,‘hereIamandhereIshallstoptillsuchtimeasIthinkfittogo,unlessyousendforassistancetoputmeoutwhichyouwon’tdo,Iknow.ItellyouagainthatIwanttoseemysister.’

           ‘Yoursister!’saidtheoldmanbitterly.

           ‘Ah!Youcan’tchangetherelationship,’returnedtheother.‘Ifyoucould,you’dhavedoneitlongago.Iwanttoseemysister,thatyoukeepcoopeduphere,poisoninghermindwithyourslysecretsandpretendinganaffectionforherthatyoumayworkhertodeath,andaddafewscrapedshillingseveryweektothemoneyyoucanhardlycount.Iwanttoseeher;andIwill.’

           ‘Here’samoralisttotalkofpoisonedminds!Here’sagenerousspirittoscornscraped-upshillings!’criedtheoldman,turningfromhimtome.

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