Later on—well then the time may come. I’m not a bit afraid of anything—scandal, difficulty, struggle. “Let us sit down for a moment,” he had said. “We are only in the dawn of the Age of Friendship,” he said, “when interest, I suppose, will take the place of passions. They all balk because there aren't any petticoats. This done, he unloosed the pulley, and the ponderous machine, which resembled a trough, slowly descended upon the prisoner's breast. I refused to sign a petition in his behalf to the Recorder; not from any ill-will to him, but because it was prepared by a person whom I particularly dislike— Captain Darrell.
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