This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1880 edition. Excerpt: ...not a woman--a reptile in my path, whose life I could crush out, and feel no compunction afterwards--rather feel that I was the instrument of an avenging maker. Mother S. (getting further away). Let us go a leetle nearer the house. (Aside.) Oh, lor! I wish Nella was here. (Aloud. Vere enters R. u. E., and stands behind tree, listening.) What a bully you are, George Duglas! George D. My name is Hewitt here. Mother S. Hewitt, as you say. You needn't fly into a passion if I says George Duglas. I don't want to quarrel. I ony come 'cause I'm very poor and out of luck, and that a rich friend like you can afford to help me. George D. You want fifty pounds to keep your tongue still. Mother S. I don't say that, for I hate sneaks, and I would not be one myself unless druv to it by raging hunger and tempted by the reward, which, I dare say, as the law goes, I could get easy enough for Nella's arrest; but I am not that kind. One of Swipes wunst is allers one of Swipes; that's our rule while the mark lasts. So we stick to one another; and that's why I've come to you. George D. You're very kind. Mother S. No; it's you as will be that. You can afford an old woman fifty pounds. George D. To come here never again; to tell no one where I am, or where my daughter is; to leave us always to ourselves, here or elsewhere. Mother S. I never go where I am not wanted--where my friends air not glad to see me, and to wish me well; so when shall I have the money? George D. Directly. Mother S. George, I'll put your name in my prayers. George D. Have you ever prayed in your life? Mother S. No. Have you? George D. Yes; a good deal lately--for another's sake; not mine. Mother S. (Laughing). Fancy George Duglas upon his knees squaring accounts with the Hevins that'll...