27/77 "You can't bear a woman whose life you have attempted," I said, in my coldest and most deliberate way, "to have a hand in nursing you! You can't bear to let her heap coals of fire on your head! In that you are right. But, remember, you have attempted MY life too; you have twice done your best to get me murdered." He did not pretend to deny it. He was too weak for subterfuges. "You are a man," he said, shortly, "and she is a woman. |