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The Christmas Carol, The Chimes, Cricket On the Hearth, Battle Of Life
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AND THE GHOST'S BARGAIN.
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in the air, "and I remember there is something on my mind concerning the man who was here just now. Father and William —wait!—is there really anything in black, out there ?"
"Yes, yes, it is real," said his aged father.
"Is it a man?"
"What I say myself, George," interposed his brother, bending kindly over him. "It's Mr. Redlaw."
" I thought I had dreamed of him. Ask him to come here."
The Chemist, whiter than the dying man, appeared before him. Obedient to the motion of his hand, he sat upon the bed.
" It has been so riprjed up, to-night, Sir," said the sick man, laying his hand upon his heart, with a look in which the mute, imploring agony of his condition was concentrated, "by the sight of my poor old father, and the thought of all the trouble I have been the cause of, and all the wrong and sorrow lying at my door, that------"
Was it the extremity to which he had come, or was it the dawning of another change, that made him stop ?
"—that what I can do right, with my mind running on so much, so fast, I'll try to do. There was another man here. Did you see him ?"
Redlaw could not reply by any word; for when he saw that fatal sign he knew so well now, of the wandering hand upon the forehead, his voice died at his lips. But he made some indication of assent.
" He is penniless, hungry, and destitute. He is completely beaten down, and has no resource at all. Look after him ! Lose no time ! I know he has it in his mind to kill himself."
It was working. It was on his face. His face was changing, hardening, deepening in all its shades, and losing all its sorrow.
" Don't you remember ? Don't you know him ?" he pursued.
He shut his face out for a moment, with the hand that again wandered over his forehead, and then it lowered on Redlaw, reck­less, ruffianly, and callous.
" Why, d—n you !" he said, scowling round, " what have you been doing to me here! I have lived bold, and I mean to die bold. To the Devil with you !"
And so lay down upon his bed, and put his arms up, over his head and ears, as resolute from that time to keep out all access, and to die in his indifference.
If Redlaw had been struck by lightning, it could not have struck him from the bedside with a more tremendous shock. But the old man, who had left the bed while his son was speaking to him, now returning, avoided it quickly likewise, and with abhorrence.
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