“You are very kind to think of it,” she said, “but—don’t you think perhaps—that I had better not?” He smiled indulgently. But McClintock's mind was perceptive, whereas Spurlock's was only dully confused. She was fiercely and bitterly jealous. " With this, he appeared to pluck up his courage, and stepped forward more boldly. "Do you call neglecting your work, and singing flash songs nothing? Zounds! you incorrigible rascal, many a master would have taken you before a magistrate, and prayed for your solitary confinement in Bridewell for the least of these offences. All at once they came to the top, the faded blue sky overhead, and whichever way he looked, the horizon, the great rocking circle which hemmed them in. Presently he began to weave a tale, sorry enough, with all the ancient claptraps and rusted platitudes. Did you break my mother's heart as you tried to break mine? I am no longer accountable to you for anything. There was granite in her face and agate in her eyes.
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