George Leatrim by Susanna Moodie
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'"You do not mean to chastise me like a dog, father?" '"Never address me by that title again, sir, until deep repentance and a long-continued course of well-doing restore you once more to my love and favour--though never, never can you again occupy the place you once held in my heart. You have acted like a felon, and shall receive a felon's reward." '"Beware what you do, sir," cried George, frowning in his turn. "Get your menial to punish me in this degrading manner, and you will repent it to the last day of your life." '"Oh, monstrous depravity! Do you dare to threaten me? Take off your jacket, sir.--Ralph, give him twenty lashes, and don't spare the whip." 'The man drew back. "I cannot strike my master's son." '"Do as I bid you." 'The boy stood firm as a rock, his lips compressed, his brow rigid, and his face livid in its ghastly pallor. Turning from his stern parent to the old man, he said, with an air of calm indifference: '"I am ready; perform your task. I am not the first victim who has suffered wrongfully. My Saviour endured a harder scourge; I will learn patience from His cross." '"What barefaced wickedness!" groaned the Doctor. "God grant him repentance, and save his miserable soul." |
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