I don’t want to tear at you with hot, rough hands. “Look here,” he said, protruding his eyes; “why get anything to do at all just yet? Why, if you must be free, why not do the sensible thing? Make yourself worth a decent freedom. My motive in coming hither is to serve you, and save your life. But he was now too deeply moved to trace a certain unsatisfactoriness to its source in a mixture of metaphors.
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