'Whoso giveth to the poor lendeth to the Lord;' that's my comfort. I married—I married a woman whom I still think one of the most beautiful persons in the world. ‘You are not at all stupid. There's more than I undertook to bring. One peculiarity she did not fail to notice. “Have you told anybody else?” Lucy asked. The sidewalk resonated with the pounding of cold rain by the time she left the building. ‘As I have said, it was a quarrel between the vicomte and Monsieur Charvill. She did not answer him, as she did not know what to say. "What!" she exclaimed, almost choked with passion,—"I advised you to burthen yourself with that idle and good-for-nothing pauper, who'm you ought rather to send to the workhouse than maintain at your own expense, did I! I advised you to take him as an apprentice; and, so far from getting the regular fee with him, to give him a salary? I advised you to feed him, and clothe him, and treat him like his betters; to put up with his insolence, and wink at his faults? I counselled all this, I suppose. It frightened her to behold her heart and mind thus laid bare; but the chapter following would reassure her.
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