"We look upon you as a deeply injured man, injured by himself. You have been your own enemy. You have suffered loss and damage simply because you have allowed yourself to persist in doing silly things and wicked things. Now, is it useless to ask you to change all that? Will you turn over a new leaf and begin your life again? You shall not be left alone. You shall be helped."
"A want ma money."
"If you wish to do well for yourself, if you wish honestly to earn a better living than you ever have earned, you shall have the opportunity."
An appeal to a goodness which is not in him is, to a vain and sensitive soul, a stinging insult. Jerry's face became wetter and redder. "And fhat about damages for the past?" he barked.
"You shall have a chance for the future."
"Then Ye willna pay! Ye want me to shew Ye up in the papers again?"
"You may put what you please in the papers. We will not pay even a farthing to prevent you, Mr. Sant,—not one farthing."
"Then I'm not to get anything?"
"At a threat? No. Nothing!" Defiance hurled denial at the brute.