Eugene Aram — Volume 03 by Baron Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton
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brought to exhibit our valour in this very district, honoured by the
dwelling-place of my learned friend, Eugene Aram." "Trifle not with me, Houseman," said Aram sternly; "I scarcely yet understand you. Do you mean to imply, that yourself, and the lawless associates you say you have joined, are lying out now for plunder in these parts?" "You say it: perhaps you heard of our exploits last night, some four miles hence?" "Ha! was that villainy yours?" "Villainy!" repeated Houseman, in a tone of sullen offence. "Come, Master Aram, these words must not pass between you and me, friends of such date, and on such a footing." "Talk not of the past," replied Aram with a livid lip, "and call not those whom Destiny once, in despite of Nature, drove down her dark tide in a momentary companionship, by the name of friends. Friends we are not; but while we live, there is a tie between us stronger than that of friendship." "You speak truth and wisdom," said Houseman, sneeringly; "for my part, I care not what you call us, friends or foes." "Foes, foes!" exclaimed Aram abruptly, "not that. Has life no medium in its ties?--pooh--pooh! not foes; we may not be foes to each other." "It were foolish, at least at present," said Houseman carelessly. |
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