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One
thing
was
manifest
to
both
of
us
,
and
that
was
,
that
until
relief
came
,
neither
of
us
could
relinquish
the
fire
.
There
we
stood
,
well
squared
up
before
it
,
shoulder
to
shoulder
and
foot
to
foot
,
with
our
hands
behind
us
,
not
budging
an
inch
.
The
horse
was
visible
outside
in
the
drizzle
at
the
door
,
my
breakfast
was
put
on
the
table
,
Drummle
’
s
was
cleared
away
,
the
waiter
invited
me
to
begin
,
I
nodded
,
we
both
stood
our
ground
.
"
Have
you
been
to
the
Grove
since
?
"
said
Drummle
.
"
No
,
"
said
I
,
"
I
had
quite
enough
of
the
Finches
the
last
time
I
was
there
.
"
"
Was
that
when
we
had
a
difference
of
opinion
?
"
"
Yes
,
"
I
replied
,
very
shortly
.
"
Come
,
come
!
They
let
you
off
easily
enough
,
"
sneered
Drummle
.
"
You
shouldn
’
t
have
lost
your
temper
.
"
"
Mr
.
Drummle
,
"
said
I
,
"
you
are
not
competent
to
give
advice
on
that
subject
.
When
I
lose
my
temper
(
not
that
I
admit
having
done
so
on
that
occasion
)
,
I
don
’
t
throw
glasses
.
"
"
I
do
,
"
said
Drummle
.
After
glancing
at
him
once
or
twice
,
in
an
increased
state
of
smouldering
ferocity
,
I
said
—
"
Mr
.
Drummle
,
I
did
not
seek
this
conversation
,
and
I
don
’
t
think
it
an
agreeable
one
.
"
