Nor was he mistaken, for Martin Chuzzlewit having taken breath, went on to say: 'Hear me to an end; judge what profit you are like to gain from any repetition of this visit; and leave me.

I have so corrupted and changed the nature of all those who have ever attended on me, by breeding avaricious plots and hopes within them; I have engendered such domestic strife and discord, by tarrying even with members of my own family; I have been such a lighted torch in peaceful homes, kindling up all the inflammable gases and vapours in their moral atmosphere, which, but for me, might have proved harmless to the end, that I have, I may say, fled from all who knew me, and taking refuge in secret places have lived, of late, the life of one who is hunted.

The young girl whom you just now saw--what! your eye lightens when I talk of her! You hate her already, do you ?' 'Upon my word, sir!' said Mr Pecksniff, laying his hand upon his breast, and dropping his eyelids.
'I forgot,' cried the old man, looking at him with a keenness which the other seemed to feel, although he did not raise his eyes so as to see it.

'I ask your pardon.

I forgot you were a stranger.