“I find it very hard to write this letter. She was the High Priestess. He
would take her with great force. It is useless to trace
out her miserable career; though I can easily do so if you require it. “He was alive at four o’clock this afternoon,” she answered, “but the doctors
give little hope of his recovery. ’
‘In one little minute,’ she said, snapping her fingers, ‘it is over and voilà tout. That is what my mother used to call me. ‘Suzanne, if I may say, had also not the choice. She was poor. . It was not your fault you failed. "What!" she exclaimed, almost choked with passion,—"I advised you to burthen
yourself with that idle and good-for-nothing pauper, who'm you ought rather to
send to the workhouse than maintain at your own expense, did I! I advised you
to take him as an apprentice; and, so far from getting the regular fee with him, to
give him a salary? I advised you to feed him, and clothe him, and treat him like
his betters; to put up with his insolence, and wink at his faults? I counselled all
this, I suppose. Wood was an old friend of mine—and I recollect seeing Jack when he was
bound 'prentice to him.
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