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almost inarticulate with passion, and his face looked swelled and furious. "Take her there if she comes to see thee—thou shalln't keep me out of this. Begone, wi' ye both!"

He swore at us, and left Linton no time to answer, nearly throwing him into the kitchen; and he clenched his fist, as I followed, seemingly longing to knock me down. I was afraid, for a moment, and I let one volume fall; he kicked it after me, and shut us out.

I heard a malignant, crackly laugh by the fire, and turning beheld that odious Joseph, standing rubbing his bony hands, and quivering.

"Aw wer sure he'd sarve ye eht! He's a grand lad! He's getten t'raight sperrit in him! He knaws—Aye, he knaws, as weel as Aw do, who sud be t'maister yonder—Ech, ech, ech! He mad ye skift properly! Ech, ech, ech!"

"Where must we go?" I said to my cousin, disregarding the old wretch's mockery.