But it wasn’t the harassment that bothered her. She wondered who the girl might belong to as she patted dirt over the shallow grave. His spirits revived, and encouraging himself with the idea that the present impediment, though the greatest, was the last, he set himself seriously to consider how it might best be overcome. ‘Now what?’ The guard jerked his head up the corridor. They were childless and servantless, and they had reduced simple living to the finest of fine arts. I can keep you. They're only just gone, mercy on us! what a clatter," she added, as the knocking was repeated more violently than before. ” “Then don’t talk to me now. I have come to you for sympathy, perhaps for help. "It is your son. "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.
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