I have a _right_ to--" "No right! no right!" Ida interrupted him almost passionately.
"Then _you_ have a duty," said Abraham, with lowered voice.

"My mind isn't at ease, and it's in your power to help me.

Don't imitate me, and put off doing good till it is too late.

I don't ask you to feel kindly to me; all I want is that you'll let me take you to my home and do all I can for you, both now and after I'm gone." There was pathos in the speech, and Ida felt it.
"Do you know where I came from this morning ?" she asked, when both had been silent for some moments.
"I know all about it.

I was at the trial, and I did my best for you then." "Do you believe that I robbed that woman ?" Ida asked, leaning forward with eager eyes and quickened breath.
"Believe it! Not I! No one believes it who knows anything about her.
Waymark said he wouldn't have believed it if all the courts in England found you guilty." "_He_ said that ?" she exclaimed.