“Something tempted me, and it said that it was for your good, and when it was like that I felt I could do anything.”
“You would have betrayed me!”
“I would have killed him as give you pain, him who has changed you, and broken you down to what you are. I knew as I now know, that it’s ruin to you!”
“Silence, man, and go!”
“What has he done for you!” cried Bart. “Nought but give you hard words, and curse you ever since he has been here, and yet you go on loving him!”
“What have I ever done for you, Bart, but give you hard words and cold looks, and yet you have gone on loving me!”
“True,” said Bart, hoarsely; “and so I shall till I die!”
“And so shall I, Bart, till I die!”
“Don’t talk like that,” he groaned. “It’s better to live and suffer than to talk of death. I give in—once more I give in!”
“Then go; I will watch!”