[The Warden by Anthony Trollope]@TWC D-Link bookThe Warden CHAPTER XVII 7/10
Believe me, it is sheer Quixotism." The warden walked away to the window, and then back to his chair; and then, irresolute what to say, took another turn to the window.
The attorney-general was really extremely patient, but he was beginning to think that the interview had been long enough. "But if this income be not justly mine, what if she and I have both to beg ?" said the warden at last, sharply, and in a voice so different from that he had hitherto used, that Sir Abraham was startled.
"If so, it would be better to beg." "My dear sir, nobody now questions its justness." "Yes, Sir Abraham, one does question it,--the most important of all witnesses against me;--I question it myself.
My God knows whether or no I love my daughter; but I would sooner that she and I should both beg, than that she should live in comfort on money which is truly the property of the poor.
It may seem strange to you, Sir Abraham, it is strange to myself, that I should have been ten years in that happy home, and not have thought of these things till they were so roughly dinned into my ears.
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