Find a clue to the money--bring this fellow in my way, as you promised--and help me with the landlord's daughter." "Is there nothin' else ?" "What ?" "She's sick." "Well, let her die, then; I don't care." "In the other things I will help you," said Nell; "but you must clear your own way there.

I can do every thing but that.

I have a son myself, an' my hands is tied against blood till I find him out.

I could like to see some people withered, but I can't kill." "Well, except her case, we understand one another.

Good night, then." "You must work that for yourself.