Commodore Junk — page 320: what you’re looking at

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A FRESH ALARM. 313 corridor, and rage and pain were marked in turn upon his features. As they reached the place where he set down his lantern, he stood in a bent attitude, as if pondering upon the words which had been said. “Why are you waiting?” said the captain, imperiously. “Them words o’ yours,” said Bart. ‘“ You said you could kill me.” “ As I would have done,” was the fierce reply, “if harm had befallen him !” ‘“‘ Better it had!” said Bart, bitterly. ‘ Better it had, and you'd killed me. Saved you from pain and me from a life of misery. Am I to go?” “Yes,” said the captain, less firmly, as the man’s tones be- trayed the agony of his spirit. “Go; I have no one now whom I can trust !” “ Don’t say that to me,” said the poor fellow, hoarsely, as he fell upon his knees and clasped his hands, ‘“ Kill meif you like, captain, but don’t doubt me. All these years I’ve done nothing but try and serve you faithful and well.” “ And you would have slain the man I love!” “Something tempted me, and it said that it was for your good, and when it was like that I felt I could do anything.” “You would have betrayed me!” ‘*T would have killed him as give you pain, him who has changed you, and broken you down to what you are. I knew as I now know, that it’s ruin to you!” “‘ Silence, man, and go!” ‘‘ What has he done for you!” cried Bart. ‘“ Nought but give you hard words, and curse you ever since he has been here, and yet you go on loving him !” ‘“What have I ever done for you, Bart, but give you hard words and cold looks, and yet you have gore on loving me!” Gomilcbooks =)