The word "mother," pronounced by him with feverish emphasis, and that clasp of the hand so new and strange, moved her.
"I will do nothing!" she said in a broken voice.

"Only be on your guard! Be on your guard!" Not knowing what he should be on his guard against, nor how to warn him, she added mournfully: "You are getting so thin." And with a look of affectionate warmth, which seemed to embrace his firm, well-shaped body, she said hastily, and in a low voice: "God be with you! Live as you want to.

I will not hinder you.

One thing only I beg of you--do not speak to people unguardedly! You must be on the watch with people; they all hate one another.

They live in greed and envy; all are glad to do injury; people persecute out of sheer amusement.