So leave all in the keeping of God; and, above all, never lift hand when ye can't strike." "Lift my hand! O, Mrs.Julaper, you couldn't think that; you little know me; I did not mean that; I never dreamed of hurting Sir Bale.

Good heavens! Mrs.Julaper, you couldn't think that! It all comes of my poor impatient temper, and complaining as I do, and my misery; but O, Mrs.
Julaper, you could not think I ever meant to trouble him by law, or any other annoyance! I'd like to see a stain removed from my family, and my name restored; but to touch his property, O, no!--O, no! that never entered my mind, by heaven! that never entered my mind, Mrs.Julaper.
I'm not cruel; I'm not rapacious; I don't care for money; don't you know that, Mrs.Julaper?
O, surely you won't think me capable of attacking the man whose bread I have eaten so long! I never dreamed of it; I should hate myself.

Tell me you don't believe it; O, Mrs.Julaper, say you don't!" And the gentle feeble creature burst into tears and good Mrs.Julaper comforted him with kind words; and he said, "Thank you, ma'am; thank you.

God knows I would not hurt Bale, nor give him one uneasy hour.

It is only this: that I'm--I'm so miserable; and I'm only casting in my mind where to turn to, and what to do.