But I will not believe you. . ’ ‘Do not say so. Do you know, I am beginning to believe that we only exist nowadays by the tolerance of these millionaire tradesmen. But if I escape, my gratitude—" "Pshaw!" interrupted Jonathan, scornfully. At a little distance from the party, sat a tall, sinister-looking personage, with harsh inflexible features, a gaunt but muscular frame, and large bony hands. Nine years ago, I worked in this very house—had a kind indulgent master, whom I robbed—twice robbed, at your instigation, villain; a mistress, whom you have murdered; a companion, whose friendship I have for ever forfeited; a mother, whose heart I have well-nigh broken. We must never let your father know we went.
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