‘Well, I can see you won’t let it alone, so what do you propose to do about the wench?’ ‘I’ll die before I let it alone,’ Gerald vowed. And, as he was about to put himself into a posture of defence, his mother clasped him in her arms. ’ Which effectually silenced her. "Who isn't it like?" he asked, endeavouring to gain possession of the drawing, which, af the sound of his footstep, she crushed between her fingers. The trader you spoke about: he disliked your father, didn't he? Well, he probably played your father a horrible practical joke. Talk to her of the new story; divert her; for this day her heart has been twisted sorely.
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