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 sions, and the villainy of the world, are preparing for him?—Why should I play the compassionate Indian, and, knocking out the brains of the captive with my tomahawk, at once spoil the three days' amusement of my kindred tribe, at the very moment when the brands were lighted, the pincers heated, the cauldrons boiling, the knives sharpened, to tear, scorch, seethe, and scarify the intended

"A dreadful picture you present to me of life, Elshie, but I am not daunted by it," returned Earnscliff." We are sent here in one sense to bear and to suffer, but in another to do and to enjoy. The active day has its evening of repose; even patient sufferance has its alleviations where there is a consolatory sense of duty discharged."

"I spurn at the slavish and bestial doctrine," said the Dwarf, his eyes kindling with insane fury,—"I spurn at it as worthy only of the beasts that perish; but I will waste no more words with you."