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TWO:He came over to the bed and looked down on her. Her eyes were haunting ... and the vestiges of youth about her face. But he no longer pitied or spared. Boarzell had taught him his first lesson��that only the hard shall triumph in the hard fight, and that he who would spare his brother shall do no better than he who would spare himself."It won't be wasting it. Why, Lord love ye, I'd rather spend it on you than anything in the world."

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FORE:"Git out of this!" he shouted. "I w?an't stand here and listen to you miscalling the farm wot's bred you and fed you over thirty year. Git out, and never think you'll come back again. I'm shut of you. I d?an't want no more of you��I'm out of the wood now, I've got all the work out of you I've needed, so you can go, and spread your hemmed Word, and be hemmed. I'm shut of you."

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FORE:"Wot's worth while?"When he was half-way upstairs he heard his mother call him, asking him if he would like her to bathe his shoulders. But he refused her almost roughly, and bounded up to the attic under the crinkled eaves, which was his own, his sanctuary��his land.

FORE:"Oh, no ... I couldn't go to the Fair.""I tell you, father John," interrupted Isabella, "that even at this moment a leader of the rebels is before the council��and ere to-morrow's sun shall set, the turbulent villeins will be either hanged or driven back��and you will be beheaded!"

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FORE:"Well, and I reckon they wurn't much loss, nuther"��the caustic was healing after all��"Robert wur a fool wot didn't know how to steal a ten-pound note, Albert wur always mooning and wasting his time, and George wur a pore thing not worth his keep. As for Richard��that Richard��who wants a stuck-up, dentical, high-nosed, genteel swell about the pl?ace? I reckon as I'm well shut of the whole four of 'em. They wurn't worth the food they ate, surelye!"

FORE:"King Richard, I'll now tell you what the commons want: first, I want a commission to behead all the lords, and those who began the poll-tax��I would have no more lords nor bishops, nor lawyers, nor bondage; and I would have you king of the commons��and now sir king, be quick with the charter, for, by St. Nicholas! I shall not eat or drink till every mother's son of those yonder, can go and come, when and where they will; aye, and be as proud as the proudest of ye."