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Thirteen cut in with arrogant assertiveness; "all we've been waiting for, hoping for, praying for the end of the ruling classes, extinction of the accursed aristocrats, subjugation of the thrice-damned bourgeois, the triumph of the proletariat, all at a single stroke, swift, subtle, and sure!
Who but HE HE! yonder unscrupulous wretch! he who in pursuit of his miserable science, practised his most dangerous experiments on his sister, regardless of her health, her happiness, her life! I say he is her murderer her remorseless murderer, and a thrice-damned villain!" And he sprang forward to renew the combat. I stepped quietly, unflinchingly between him and Heliobas. "Stop!"
"She was his mother," he said, as if making excuse. Hilarius stared in bewilderment. His mother? Ay, but an evil liver; and the people of Bungay had wrought a good work in sending her to her own place. He crossed himself piously at the thought of the near neighbourhood of devils busied with a thrice-damned soul.
"It was vile. He was younger than the other, and knew less." Those who had won laughed. Those who had lost cursed him again; he had disgraced his branca. They would flay him, and put him in the cauldron over the wood fire, and would curse him even whilst they picked his bones for a white-livered spawn of cowards; a son of a thrice-damned ewe. The girl knew that was what they do.
"I cannot live in your lordly, thrice-damned house! I hate, I am ashamed to live so tranquilly!... How do you manage to endure it?!" "In other words," I interposed, "thou wishest to say that thou canst not live without liquor...." "Well, yes! well, yes!" he yelled again. "Only let me go to my brethren, to my friends, to the beggars!... Away from your noble, decorous, repulsive race!"
Meecher means well, and I yield to no man in my respect for her innate kindness of heart: but she errs in supposing that that thrice-damned whelp of hers is a combination of sick-nurse, soothing medicine, and a week at the seaside. She insisted on bringing him here. He was yapping then, as he was yapping when, with womanly resource which I cannot sufficiently praise, you decoyed him hence.
We seized our box, we shoved them aside, and we ran to the window. We turned and we looked at them for the last time, and a rage, such as it is not fit for humans to know, choked our voice in our throat. "You fools!" we cried. "You fools! You thrice-damned fools!" We swung our fist through the windowpane, and we leapt out in a ringing rain of glass.
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