“You are cruel!” he said. “I should have made it the business of my life that you never did!”
Yet George knew of things he dared not tell that had taken place almost as soon as he was relieved from the sustaining and restraining human pressure in which he had grown up!
“I am certain I should,” persisted Alexa.
“Why are you so certain?”
“Because I am so glad now to think I am free.”
“Some one has been maligning me, Alexa! It is very hard not to know where the stab comes from!”
“The testimony against you is from your own lips, George. I heard you talking to my father, and was aware of a tone I did not like. I listened more attentively, and became convinced that your ways of thinking had deteriorated. There seemed not a remnant left of the honor I then thought characterized you!”
“Why, certainly, as an honest man, I can not talk religion like your friend the farmer!”
“Do you mean that Andrew Ingram is not an honest man?” rejoined Alexa, with some heat.
“I mean that I am an honest man.”