The Argosy — page 147: what you’re looking at

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A Crisis in his Life. 133 giving taken out of you, pray? What amount of debt has it involved youin? More than you know how to pay. ” Tod winced. “Be wise in time, lad, now, without further delay, and break off this dangerous connection. I know that in yourbetter moments you must see how fatal it may become. It is a crisis in your life; it may be its turning point ; and, as you choose the evil or the good, so may you be lost or saved in this world and in eternity.’ Tod muttered something about his not deserving to be judged so harshly. ‘I judge you not harshly yet: I say that evil will come unless you flee from it,” said Mr. Brandon. ‘‘ Don’t you care for yourself ?—for your good name? Is it nothing to you whether you turn out a scamp or a gentleman ? ”’ To look at Tod just then, it was a great deal. ‘“‘ Have you any reverence for your father ?>—for the memory of your mother? Then you will do a little violence to your own inclinations; even though it be hard and difficult—more difficult than to get a double first; harder than having the worst tooth in your head drawn—and take your leave of that lady for ever. For your own sake, Joe ; for your own sake !” Tod was pulling gently at his whiskers. ‘‘ Send all folly to the wind, Joseph Todhetley! Say to yourself, for God and myself will I strive henceforth! It only needs a little steady resolution ; and you can call it up if you choose. You shall always find a fnend in me. Write down on a bit of paper the sums you owe, and I'll give you a cheque to cover them. Come, shake hands upon it.” “You are very kind, sir,” gasped Tod, letting his hand meet old Brandon’s. ‘I hope you will let me be kind. Why, lad, you should have had more spint than to renew an acquaintanceship with a false girl; an adventurer, who has gone about the country stealing jewels.” Stealing jewels!” echoed Tod. “Stealing jewels, lad. Did you never know it? She took Miss Deveen’s emeralds at Whitney Hall.” “Qh, that was a mistake,” said Tod, cheerfully. ‘She explained it to me.” ‘‘A mistake, was it! Explained it to you, did she! When?” “‘ At Oxford: before she had been here above a day or two. She introduced the subject herself, sir, saying she supposed I had heard something about it, and what an absurd piece of business the suspecting her was ; altogether a mistake.” ‘‘ Ah, she’s a wily one, Joe,” said Mr. Brandon. “Johnny Ludlow 1 could have told you whether it was a mistake or, not... Why) boy, she stole the stones out of Miss Deveen’s own dressing-room, and went up COMmclOOGokKS. Com