The fact of your borrowing was utterly disgraceful; it shows me that the poor boy had fallen in a trap, instead of meeting with a friend who was likely to guide and improve him.

You confess yourself a gambler, and I go away with the conviction that you are something yet worse." Glazzard set his lips hard, but fell back into the lounging attitude.
"The matter doesn't end here," went on his accuser, "be sure of that! I shall light upon evidence sooner or later.

Do you know, sir, that Harry had a sister, and that she earns her own living by giving lessons?
You have robbed her--think it over at your leisure.

Why, less than a fortnight after that day you and he spent together--the 1st of June--the lad lay dying; yet you could deliberately plan to rob him.
Your denial is utterly vain; I would pledge my life on the charge! I read guilt in your face when I entered--you were afraid of me, Mr.
Glazzard! I understand now why you never came to see the lad on his death-bed, though he sent for you--and of course I know why he was anxious to speak to you.

Oh, you have plenty of plausible excuses, but they are lies! You felt pretty sure, I dare say, that the lad would not betray you; you knew his fine sense of honour; you calculated upon it.
All your conduct is of a piece!" Glazzard rose.
"Mr.Charnock, please to leave me .-- I oughtn't to have borrowed that money; but having paid it back, I can't submit to any more of your abuse.