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Charles Dickens: Barnaby RudgeChapter 81 (continued)All consideration, reflection, mercy, forbearance; everything by which a goaded man can curb his rage and passion; fled from him as he turned back. And yet he said, slowly and quite calmly--far more calmly than he had ever spoken to him before: 'Why have you called to me?' 'To remark,' said Sir John Chester with his wonted composure, 'what an odd chance it is, that we should meet here!' 'It IS a strange chance.' 'Strange? The most remarkable and singular thing in the world. I never ride in the evening; I have not done so for years. The whim seized me, quite unaccountably, in the middle of last night.--How very picturesque this is!'--He pointed, as he spoke, to the dismantled house, and raised his glass to his eye. 'You praise your own work very freely.' Sir John let fall his glass; inclined his face towards him with an air of the most courteous inquiry; and slightly shook his head as though he were remarking to himself, 'I fear this animal is going mad!' 'I say you praise your own work very freely,' repeated Mr Haredale. 'Work!' echoed Sir John, looking smilingly round. 'Mine!--I beg your pardon, I really beg your pardon--' 'Why, you see,' said Mr Haredale, 'those walls. You see those tottering gables. You see on every side where fire and smoke have raged. You see the destruction that has been wanton here. Do you not?' 'My good friend,' returned the knight, gently checking his impatience with his hand, 'of course I do. I see everything you speak of, when you stand aside, and do not interpose yourself between the view and me. I am very sorry for you. If I had not had the pleasure to meet you here, I think I should have written to tell you so. But you don't bear it as well as I had expected-- excuse me--no, you don't indeed.' This is page 713 of 724. [Marked] This title is on Your Bookshelf. Buy a copy of Barnaby Rudge at Amazon.com
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