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Ralph. "I have not many days,—perhaps, not many hours to live. The soldiers surrounded the cart, drew their swords, and by striking the rioters first with the blunt edge of their blades, and afterwards with the sharp points, succeeded in driving them back. But tell me one thing I don’t understand—tell me one thing: How can you help it by coming down into the battle and the mire? That’s the thing that concerns me. "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. "What's your name?" he said, addressing the audacious lad, who was looking about him as coolly as if nothing material was going on. She cried for hours but would not scream as her mother was packed into a marble coffin. The young man had knocked over the siphon. ‘There’s no controlling you, is there?’ He held up his hands. “Indeed,” she said, “it was very fortunate that I should have met you this afternoon. Jack was almost afraid of speaking; but at length he summoned courage to call out "Mother!" "Who's there?" asked a faint voice from the bed. Thwart me, and I become your mortal enemy.
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