15/18 Unclench it, if you please.' 'He goaded me, sir,' pursues the young man, instantly obeying, 'beyond my power of endurance. I cannot say whether or no he meant it at first, but he did it. He certainly meant it at last. In short, sir,' with an irrepressible outburst, 'in the passion into which he lashed me, I would have cut him down if I could, and I tried to do it.' 'You have clenched that hand again,' is Mr.Crisparkle's quiet commentary. |