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Updated: June 16, 2025
The bell in the tower began to clang, with heavy, relentless strokes like physical blows from which she flinched each stirring her reluctant, drowsy soul to a quicker agony. From the outer blackness through which she fled she gazed into bright rooms of homes whose blinds were left undrawn, as though to taunt and mock the wanderer. She was an outcast!
"I thought that Fate had dealt me out most of her evil tricks when I came down here, a political outcast. She had another one up her sleeve, however. Do you read your morning papers?" "Every day," she confessed. "Is it a weakness?" "Not at all." "You read of the disappearance of the Honourable Anthony Palliser?" "Of course," she answered.
Would he yield and sign the recantation, and join in the act of humiliation and penance, or would he at the last stand firm and refuse compliance? Which choice did she wish him to make? Could she bear to see him treated as an outcast and heretic he, her faithful, devoted Anthony?
But only one thing will save her child Donal's child from being a sort of outcast and losing all he should possess a quick and quiet marriage which will put all doubt out of the question." "And you know perfectly well what the general opinion will be with regard to yourself?" "Damned well.
And what a mocking was "respectability," in rags and filth! Besides, what had she, the outcast born, to do with this respectability? No not work never again.
Ned Merrill got off because his father was a rich man and powerful in the city. He, Jeff, was whipped because he was an outcast and had dared lift his hand against one of his betters. And there was no redress. It was simply the way of the world. Jeff and his mother were down that afternoon to see their new friend off in the City of Skook.
He had seen Millicent Graham for a few minutes in her father's house, and afterward met her every day during the week spent in Montreal; but, brief as their friendship had been, he had yielded to her charm. Had he been free to seek her love, he would eagerly have done so; but he was not free. He was an outcast, engaged in a desperate attempt to repair his fortune. Miss Graham knew this.
But even more important in its bearing upon the future, in my estimation, is the wonderful ambition dominating our people there to reach every class, but most of all to deal with the low caste, or outcast, as they are sometimes called.
Deep in the melancholy of his nature and strengthened by that hateful tie of blood from which he could not escape, was a bitter, silent compassion for this outcast also. All the machinery of life set in motion and maintaining itself in the clash of circumstance for seventy years to produce this, at the end! Dismal questionings ran through his mind.
It wisely ignores all social distinctions and depends upon qualifications of culture and character when it seeks men to conduct its affairs. This is something unprecedented in the land of Manu. That the outcast should stand an equal chance with the high castes for positions of honour and emolument was unknown in this land of sharp distinctions.
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