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A
true
friend
!
'
Whelp
,
whelp
!
'
thought
Mr.
Harthouse
,
lazily
;
'
what
an
Ass
you
are
!
'
'
And
I
take
your
offer
as
a
great
kindness
,
'
said
Tom
,
grasping
his
hand
.
'
As
a
great
kindness
,
Mr.
Harthouse
.
'
'
Well
,
'
returned
the
other
,
'
it
may
be
of
more
use
by
and
by
.
And
,
my
good
fellow
,
if
you
will
open
your
bedevilments
to
me
when
they
come
thick
upon
you
,
I
may
show
you
better
ways
out
of
them
than
you
can
find
for
yourself
.
'
'
Thank
you
,
'
said
Tom
,
shaking
his
head
dismally
,
and
chewing
rosebuds
.
'
I
wish
I
had
known
you
sooner
,
Mr.
Harthouse
.
'
'
Now
,
you
see
,
Tom
,
'
said
Mr.
Harthouse
in
conclusion
,
himself
tossing
over
a
rose
or
two
,
as
a
contribution
to
the
island
,
which
was
always
drifting
to
the
wall
as
if
it
wanted
to
become
a
part
of
the
mainland
:
'
every
man
is
selfish
in
everything
he
does
,
and
I
am
exactly
like
the
rest
of
my
fellow-creatures
.
I
am
desperately
intent
;
'
the
languor
of
his
desperation
being
quite
tropical
;
'
on
your
softening
towards
your
sister
--
which
you
ought
to
do
;
and
on
your
being
a
more
loving
and
agreeable
sort
of
brother
--
which
you
ought
to
be
.
'
'
I
will
be
,
Mr.
Harthouse
.
'
'
No
time
like
the
present
,
Tom
.
Begin
at
once
.
'
'
Certainly
I
will
.
And
my
sister
Loo
shall
say
so
.
'
'
Having
made
which
bargain
,
Tom
,
'
said
Harthouse
,
clapping
him
on
the
shoulder
again
,
with
an
air
which
left
him
at
liberty
to
infer
--
as
he
did
,
poor
fool
--
that
this
condition
was
imposed
upon
him
in
mere
careless
good
nature
to
lessen
his
sense
of
obligation
,
'
we
will
tear
ourselves
asunder
until
dinner-time
'
