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Having secured this,—for he was almost famished,—he said that he had lost a hammer and wished to purchase one. "The blood that has been spilt is that of his wife. He could talk to her as frankly as he could to a man, that she would not take offence at anything so long as it was in the form of explanation. “There is no doubt whatever about that. Think—think of that engagement!” Their talk had come to eloquent silences that contradicted all he had to say. A large dog was then set at him by a stable-boy; but, striking the animal with his faithful iron-bar, he speedily sent him yelping back. When I think of the love you give me—One ought to give you back love. “But Julian, we don’t even know each other!” She exclaimed. Kneebone assumed a mysterious air; and bringing his lips close to Mrs. Leonardo he was my—’ ‘Don’t say it,’ Gerald cut in hoarsely. ” “I’m not surprised at it. "What!" she exclaimed, almost choked with passion,—"I advised you to burthen yourself with that idle and good-for-nothing pauper, who'm you ought rather to send to the workhouse than maintain at your own expense, did I! I advised you to take him as an apprentice; and, so far from getting the regular fee with him, to give him a salary? I advised you to feed him, and clothe him, and treat him like his betters; to put up with his insolence, and wink at his faults? I counselled all this, I suppose. ‘As to that, I am a devil, say the nuns. ” He relapsed into a stony silence.
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