"But won't you please tell me what it is? If the fault is in me and I can reach it I will pull it out. I could bear many crosses, but your ill-opinion is too heavy."
The old man looked up at him. "To your lack of virtue you have added silly reading."
"But I am playing in a farce worse than any I have ever read. Be frank with me. You have taught me frankness."
"And tried to teach you honesty."
"Yes, both by precept and example. But what is to come of it all when you treat me this way? Why don't you go to some springs?"
"Why don't you leave me to myself?"
"I am almost afraid. You rake up enmities against me when you are alone, it seems; and you pour them out upon me when we meet. Why is it?"
The Judge waved him off. "Go away," he said.
CHAPTER XI.
THE OLD OFFICE.