Mother—dear mother!" he added, clasping her in his arms, "Look at me again. " "Oh! name it. " Figg turned aside to hide the tears that started to his eyes,—for the stout prizefighter, with a man's courage, had a woman's heart,—and the procession again set forward. His struggles were so violent, that, being a man of tremendous strength, it was some time before they could master him, and it required the combined efforts of all the four partners to put him into irons. On reaching the churchyard, he perceived the melancholy procession descending the hill. Truth to tell, more damage had been done in the enthusiastic chase carried out by the militiamen detailed to catch it. \"Didn't have any,\" replied Shari. "What!" she exclaimed, almost choked with passion,—"I advised you to burthen yourself with that idle and good-for-nothing pauper, who'm you ought rather to send to the workhouse than maintain at your own expense, did I! I advised you to take him as an apprentice; and, so far from getting the regular fee with him, to give him a salary? I advised you to feed him, and clothe him, and treat him like his betters; to put up with his insolence, and wink at his faults? I counselled all this, I suppose.
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