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"
Go
on
about
what
,
sir
?
about
the
way
in
which
we
've
treated
that
angel
of
a
girl
?
Who
told
me
to
love
her
?
It
was
your
doing
.
I
might
have
chosen
elsewhere
,
and
looked
higher
,
perhaps
,
than
your
society
:
but
I
obeyed
you
.
And
now
that
her
heart
's
mine
you
give
me
orders
to
fling
it
away
,
and
punish
her
,
kill
her
perhaps
--
for
the
faults
of
other
people
.
It
's
a
shame
,
by
Heavens
,
"
said
George
,
working
himself
up
into
passion
and
enthusiasm
as
he
proceeded
,
"
to
play
at
fast
and
loose
with
a
young
girl
's
affections
--
and
with
such
an
angel
as
that
--
one
so
superior
to
the
people
amongst
whom
she
lived
,
that
she
might
have
excited
envy
,
only
she
was
so
good
and
gentle
,
that
it
's
a
wonder
anybody
dared
to
hate
her
If
I
desert
her
,
sir
,
do
you
suppose
she
forgets
me
?
"
"
I
ai
n't
going
to
have
any
of
this
dam
sentimental
nonsense
and
humbug
here
,
sir
,
"
the
father
cried
out
.
"
There
shall
be
no
beggar-marriages
in
my
family
.
If
you
choose
to
fling
away
eight
thousand
a
year
,
which
you
may
have
for
the
asking
,
you
may
do
it
:
but
by
Jove
you
take
your
pack
and
walk
out
of
this
house
,
sir
.
Will
you
do
as
I
tell
you
,
once
for
all
,
sir
,
or
will
you
not
?
"
"
Marry
that
mulatto
woman
?
"
George
said
,
pulling
up
his
shirt-collars
.
"
I
do
n't
like
the
colour
,
sir
.
Ask
the
black
that
sweeps
opposite
Fleet
Market
,
sir
.
I
'm
not
going
to
marry
a
Hottentot
Venus
.
"
Mr.
Osborne
pulled
frantically
at
the
cord
by
which
he
was
accustomed
to
summon
the
butler
when
he
wanted
wine
--
and
almost
black
in
the
face
,
ordered
that
functionary
to
call
a
coach
for
Captain
Osborne
.
"
I
've
done
it
,
"
said
George
,
coming
into
the
Slaughters
'
an
hour
afterwards
,
looking
very
pale
.
"
What
,
my
boy
?
"
says
Dobbin
.
George
told
what
had
passed
between
his
father
and
himself
.
"
I
'll
marry
her
to-morrow
,
"
he
said
with
an
oath
.
"
I
love
her
more
every
day
,
Dobbin
.
"
Enemies
the
most
obstinate
and
courageous
ca
n't
hold
out
against
starvation
;
so
the
elder
Osborne
felt
himself
pretty
easy
about
his
adversary
in
the
encounter
we
have
just
described
;
and
as
soon
as
George
's
supplies
fell
short
,
confidently
expected
his
unconditional
submission
.
It
was
unlucky
,
to
be
sure
,
that
the
lad
should
have
secured
a
stock
of
provisions
on
the
very
day
when
the
first
encounter
took
place
;
but
this
relief
was
only
temporary
,
old
Osborne
thought
,
and
would
but
delay
George
's
surrender
.
No
communication
passed
between
father
and
son
for
some
days
.
The
former
was
sulky
at
this
silence
,
but
not
disquieted
;
for
,
as
he
said
,
he
knew
where
he
could
put
the
screw
upon
George
,
and
only
waited
the
result
of
that
operation
.
He
told
the
sisters
the
upshot
of
the
dispute
between
them
,
but
ordered
them
to
take
no
notice
of
the
matter
,
and
welcome
George
on
his
return
as
if
nothing
had
happened
.
His
cover
was
laid
as
usual
every
day
,
and
perhaps
the
old
gentleman
rather
anxiously
expected
him
;
but
he
never
came
.
Some
one
inquired
at
the
Slaughters
'
regarding
him
,
where
it
was
said
that
he
and
his
friend
Captain
Dobbin
had
left
town
.
