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Title: Works
Year: 1911 (1910s)
Authors: Dickens, Charles, 1812-1870
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Publisher: New York Scribner
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Toronto

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hood shrinksinto the heaviness of age, and its every promise blights, andwithers as it grows. I call Heaven to witness, said Nicholas,looking eagerly round, that I have seen all this, and thathe knows it. Refute these calumnies, said Kate, and be more patient,so that you may give them no advantage. Tell us what youreally did, and show that they are untrue. Of what do they—or of what does he—accuse me ? saidNicholas. First, of attacking your master, and being within an aceof qualifying yourself to be tried for murder, interposedRalph. I speak plainly, young man, bluster as you will. I interfered, said Nicholas, to save a miserable creaturefrom the vilest cruelty. In so doing, I inflicted such punish-ment upon a wretch as he will not readily forget, thoughfar less than he deserved from me. If the same scene wererenewed before me now, I would take the same part; but Iwould strike harder and heavier, and brand him with suchmarks as he should carry to his grave, go to it when he Mould.
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MRS. SQUEERSS RING. 305 You hear? said Ralph, turning to Mrs. Nickleby. Penitence, this ! Oh dear me ! cried Mrs. Nickleby, I dont know whatto think, I really dont. Do not speak just now, mama, I entreat you,1 saidKate. Dear Nicholas, I only tell you, that you may knowwhat wickedness can prompt, but they accuse you of—a ringis missing, and they dare to say that * The woman, said Nicholas, haughtily, the wife of thefellow from whom these charges come, dropped—as I suppose—a worthless ring among some clothes of mine, early in themorning on which I left the house. At least, I know thatshe was in the bedroom where they lay, struggling with anunhappy child, and that I found it when I opened my bundleon the road. I returned it, at once, by coach, and theyhave it now. I knew, I knew, said Kate, looking towards her uncle. About this boy, love, in whose company they say you left ? The boy, a silly, helpless creature, from brutality andhard usage, is with me now, rejoined Nicholas. You he

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