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Has he been complaining to you, father?" "Ellis, did you see Edward throw paper?" "Yes, sir." "Are you positive?" "Yes why that is I glanced up from my book just in time to see it whiz, and it came from Tip's direction, and his hand was raised, so I supposed of course he threw it. I thought a minute ago that I knew he did."
Allis, going in to put away Tip's little plaid aprons, had stopped, rather pale, upon the threshold. Upon the bed lay some clothing, folded, as before, in rude, hideous imitation of the dead. I took each article in turn, and compared the name and number with the names and numbers in my diary. They were identical throughout.
And Tip's eyes presently read where the minister's finger pointed: "If ye forgive not men their trespasses, neither will your Father forgive your trespasses." "Trespasses mean sins," explained Mr. Holbrook; then he turned away.
As there truly was no reason why he should have the least interest in it, Arthur Clennam went on to the present purport of his visit; namely, to make Plornish the instrument of effecting Tip's release, with as little detriment as possible to the self-reliance and self-helpfulness of the young man, supposing him to possess any remnant of those qualities: without doubt a very wide stretch of supposition.
"I think, if you begin to work and pray together, and then ask God to help you to believe, that He will surely do as He has promised; that you will soon find your prayers answered." This he said while gathering up his books and papers ready to start, and then, "Edward, why don't you come to our Thursday evening prayer-meetings?" Tip's eyes were full of astonishment.
The only thing to do was to muzzle him, and this was done by my boy's brother with a piece of heavy twine, in such a manner as to interfere with Tip's happiness as little as possible.
She wanted to take Tip's advice, and tell her mother about her dear, new Friend, and this evening, of such wonderful peace, seemed the good time for doing so; but she didn't know how. If her mother would only say something to help her! and presently she did. "Kitty, what fit came over you, to go to work and clear up at such rate?" "I wanted to please you, I guess."
Tip's words were meaningless save for the secret aspiration they served to advertise. My old companion thought Tip had gone crary, and immediately swung the door and stepped in. The orator fell suddenly from his lofry altitude and became a very sober looking hired man. 'What's the matter? Uncle Eb enquired. 'Practicin', said Tip soberly, as he turned slowly, his face damp and red with exertion.
"I suppose I know that: you didn't come before me." "I mean I came to see you." "Well, look at me, then, and go off; I don't want you here." Clearly, whatever was to be said must be said quickly, and Tip's heart was very full of its message, so his voice was tender: "Oh, Kitty, I came to ask you if you wouldn't be a Christian. I do want it so, it seems as if I couldn't wait."
"If we wanted to, we could give that gang the slip fo' good and make ouah get-away. I think, though, that yo' feel as I do. What do yo' say we rustle back that herd o' longhorns that Hardy stole from Tip's dad?" It meant running into danger again, and lots of it, but none of them hesitated. Kid Wolf had made his promise, and the others vowed to see him through.
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