Why is it not a good deed to kill a bad man ?" "How did it happen, Sim ?" said Ralph.
"I hardly know--that's the truth.

You mind well enough it was the day that Abraham Coward, my landlord, called for his rent.

It was the day the poor woman and her two wee barns took shelter with me.

You looked in on me that night, you remember.

Well, when you left me--do you recollect _how_ ?" "Yes, Sim." "My heart was fair maizlet before, but that--that--kiss infected my brain.