"I was a fool," said he; "nothing will ever kill that man.

He will see me out; see us all out.

And that Mary Wells nurses him, and I dare say in love with him by this time; the fools can't nurse a man without.

Curse the whole pack of ye!" he yelled, and turned away in rage and disgust.
That same night he met Mary Wells, and, in a strange fit of jealousy, began to make hot protestations of love to her.

He knew it was no use reproaching her, so he went on the other tack.
She received his vows with cool complacency, but would only stay a minute, and would only talk of her master and mistress, toward whom her heart was really warming in their trouble.