‘I can’t tell you the times
I’ve wished for a gun to point at Hilary’s head. God must love me, for he has guided me
here. "
"Comin'! comin'!" returned the constable, shuffling towards him. Neither your aunt nor I have any other thought but what is best
for you. Sheppard, vainly trying to discover a gleam of compassion
in the thief-taker's inexorable countenance,—"Mercy! mercy!"
"Pshaw!" rejoined Jonathan. The lad looked alarmed. A world of haystacks, bean-stacks, and strawricks flanked the granges adjoining his habitation; the yard was crowded with
poultry, pigeons were feeding at his feet, cattle were being driven towards the
stall, horses led to the stable, a large mastiff was rattling his chain, and stalking
majestically in front of his kennel, while a number of farming-men were passing
and repassing about their various occupations. ‘That is my mother. “You mean to tell me” he said, “that you have a
lover? While I have been keeping you! Yes—keeping you!”
This view of life he hurled at her as if it were an offensive missile. She laughed altogether in her old manner.
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