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"
I
am
very
sorry
that
we
differ
,
father
.
I
think
I
can
be
quite
as
much
of
a
gentleman
at
the
work
I
have
undertaken
,
as
if
I
had
been
a
curate
.
But
I
am
grateful
to
you
for
wishing
to
do
the
best
for
me
.
"
"
Very
well
;
I
have
no
more
to
say
.
I
wash
my
hands
of
you
.
I
only
hope
,
when
you
have
a
son
of
your
own
he
will
make
a
better
return
for
the
pains
you
spend
on
him
.
"
This
was
very
cutting
to
Fred
.
His
father
was
using
that
unfair
advantage
possessed
by
us
all
when
we
are
in
a
pathetic
situation
and
see
our
own
past
as
if
it
were
simply
part
of
the
pathos
.
In
reality
,
Mr
.
Vincy
’
s
wishes
about
his
son
had
had
a
great
deal
of
pride
,
inconsiderateness
,
and
egoistic
folly
in
them
.
But
still
the
disappointed
father
held
a
strong
lever
;
and
Fred
felt
as
if
he
were
being
banished
with
a
malediction
.
"
I
hope
you
will
not
object
to
my
remaining
at
home
,
sir
?
"
he
said
,
after
rising
to
go
;
"
I
shall
have
a
sufficient
salary
to
pay
for
my
board
,
as
of
course
I
should
wish
to
do
.
"
"
Board
be
hanged
!
"
said
Mr
.
Vincy
,
recovering
himself
in
his
disgust
at
the
notion
that
Fred
’
s
keep
would
be
missed
at
his
table
.
"
Of
course
your
mother
will
want
you
to
stay
.
But
I
shall
keep
no
horse
for
you
,
you
understand
;
and
you
will
pay
your
own
tailor
.
You
will
do
with
a
suit
or
two
less
,
I
fancy
,
when
you
have
to
pay
for
’
em
.
"
Fred
lingered
;
there
was
still
something
to
be
said
.
At
last
it
came
.
"
I
hope
you
will
shake
hands
with
me
,
father
,
and
forgive
me
the
vexation
I
have
caused
you
.
"
Mr
.
Vincy
from
his
chair
threw
a
quick
glance
upward
at
his
son
,
who
had
advanced
near
to
him
,
and
then
gave
his
hand
,
saying
hurriedly
,
"
Yes
,
yes
,
let
us
say
no
more
.
"
Fred
went
through
much
more
narrative
and
explanation
with
his
mother
,
but
she
was
inconsolable
,
having
before
her
eyes
what
perhaps
her
husband
had
never
thought
of
,
the
certainty
that
Fred
would
marry
Mary
Garth
,
that
her
life
would
henceforth
be
spoiled
by
a
perpetual
infusion
of
Garths
and
their
ways
,
and
that
her
darling
boy
,
with
his
beautiful
face
and
stylish
air
"
beyond
anybody
else
’
s
son
in
Middlemarch
,
"
would
be
sure
to
get
like
that
family
in
plainness
of
appearance
and
carelessness
about
his
clothes
.
To
her
it
seemed
that
there
was
a
Garth
conspiracy
to
get
possession
of
the
desirable
Fred
,
but
she
dared
not
enlarge
on
this
opinion
,
because
a
slight
hint
of
it
had
made
him
"
fly
out
"
at
her
as
he
had
never
done
before
.
