Beadle's Dime Novels No. 120: The Hunchback — page 17: what you’re looking at

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THE PERSECUTOR’S NAME. 19 driven out. I went to Schenectady, and was chased out one night, with firebrands and seething pitch flung at me. ‘Then it was that I turned my back upon mankind, foreswore their fellowship, and made a home in this remote region. If my enemy has heard of me here, thank Heaven he dare not come hither to find me. Oh/if he dared to come and ask for the vengeance which I once denied him, he should find me ready and willing to meet him.” “You say you live here alone?” “ No one else is here, I think.” “T should think you would be very lonely. “No. I have my books, and in them I forget what I am, and become the philosopher. But you do not ask me who this man can be who has hounded me and badgered me from place to place. The man whose name is wormwwood on my lips. J repeat, you do not ask his name.” “Why should I? His name is nothing to me.” “Jt is much to you,” replied the hunchback, rising and confronting the young man. “ For his name is Simon Stan- ton, and he is your father.” - — ** Mine !” | “Yes.. You little thought that he would stoop to follow a poor outcast from post to post, to drive him mad, when he had suffered too much already. Boy, the death of your uncle has been repented sorely by me, from the very moment I saw him lying dead beneath my sword. I did not mean to kill him, God is my judge, I would not haye shed his blood ; but, it was his or mine. The poorest among us love life, and a; hunchbacked, deformed thing though I be, fought for mine.” “Why have you brought me here? demanded Stanton. “You have treated me well, given me food and drink, with a place at your table. Why should you do that to one you hate ?” “Young man, the Arabs take a stranger into their tents, give him food and drink, and rob him when he goes upon his way. Why may I not do the same ?” “You will not. Besides, do you think I fear ‘yout I am armed as well as you.” “So James Stenton thought when he measured blades. wi with OkS,.€O