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renounced me: I have no hope of either."
"Tell me, which you will have, and I will plead your cause irresistibly."
"Well, sir,—I will have—no, sir, I cannot renounce either. I cannot choose either. I am doomed to be the victim of eternal disappointments; and I have no resource but a pistol."
"Scythrop—Scythrop;—if one of them should come to you—what then?"
"That, sir, might alter the case: but that cannot be."
"It can be, Scythrop; it will be: I promise you it will be. Have but a little patience—but a week's patience; and it shall be."
"A week, sir, is an age: but, to oblige you, as a last act of filial duty, I will live another week. It is now Thursday evening,
