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"Oh, why ever did you kill him?" she wailed. "He he wasn't worth it. And I'd have come to you without. And we might have been so happy!" Grey, with a start, sat bolt upright, and in a tone of the last astonishment stammered: "K-K-Kill him? Me? B-B-But I thought you k-k-killed him!" He had never been so taken aback in his life. Olivia sat bolt upright in her turn.
Buckling this so tight he could hardly breathe, and fastening the coat over all, he slapped his chest admiringly, and valiantly declared: "A-a-anybody get that a-a-away from me'll have to k-k-kill me f-f-first!" Katy jumped up. "Let's go ask Aunt Eunice about the pumpkins!"
Come in, and let us k-k-kill the fatted calf!" Coarse as the welcome was, it was full of sincerity, and its heartiness was like balm to the wounded spirit of the youth. He grasped the extended hand and permitted himself to be drawn into the room. Pepeeta, who had recovered from the first shock of surprise and delight, came forward and greeted him with a shy reserve.
As it was, he choked, glared, and finally stammered: "I-if you was a boy, an' not old l-li-like you are, I'd make you t-t-take that back, or k-k-kill you! It's the tr-tr-truth! I don't lie! Do I, K-K-Katharine?" The girl had never seen anybody so angry. Her own temper was quick enough, but its outbursts short-lived, and she certainly had never had the least desire to "kill" anybody.
"I have already told Your Eminence; I should k-k-kill rats." "You would kill rats. That is to say, that if I were to let you escape from here now, supposing I had the power to do so, you would use your freedom to foster violence and bloodshed instead of preventing them?" The Gadfly raised his eyes to the crucifix on the wall. "'Not peace, but a sword'; at l-least I should be in good company.
What are they wanted for?" "T-t-to k-k-kill rats with." "That is a terrible answer. Are all your fellow-men rats in your eyes if they cannot think as you do?" "S-s-some of them." Montanelli leaned back in his chair and looked at him in silence for a little while. "What is that on your hand?" he asked suddenly. The Gadfly glanced at his left hand. "Old m-m-marks from the teeth of some of the rats."
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