When I have traversed the streets a houseless wanderer,
driven with curses from every door where I have solicited alms, and with blows
from every gateway where I have sought shelter,—when I have crept into some
deserted building, and stretched my wearied limbs upon a bulk, in the vain hope
of repose,—or, worse than all, when, frenzied with want, I have yielded to
horrible temptation, and earned a meal in the only way I could earn one,—when
I have felt, at times like these, my heart sink within me, I have drank of this
drink, and have at once forgotten my cares, my poverty, my guilt. 'Mrs. "My own father!"
Queerly the room and its objects receded and vanished; and there intervened a
series of mental pictures that so long as she lived would ever be recurring. Be a
sport, and pile it all on me!"
He went to bed. A physiognomist, indeed, would
have likened him to that crafty animal, and it must be owned the general
formation of his features favoured such a comparison. He has
helped me out of scrapes though, no end of times. He would pull this young fellow back;
but later he knew that he would have to fight the boy's lack of will to live. I’m not a bit afraid of anything—scandal, difficulty,
struggle. You will agree with me when you have heard what I have to say.
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