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Perhaps he had mistaken the
act, for, rising to his feet, Sim looked into Ralph's face
inquiringly, as though to ask if he might go.
"Not yet, Sim," said Ralph. "You shall go when I go. You lodge with me
to-night."
Monsey in the corner looked aghast, and crept closer under the flitch
of bacon that hung above him.
"Men," said Ralph, "hearken here. You call it a foul thing to kill a
man, and so it is."
Monsey turned livid; every one held his breath. Ralph went on,--
"Did you ever reflect that there are other ways of taking a man's life
besides killing him?"
There was no response. Ralph did not seem to expect one, for he
continued,--
"You loathe the man who takes the blood of his fellow-man, and you're
right so to do. It matters nothing to you that the murdered man may
have been a worse man than the murderer. You're right there too. You
look to the motive that inspired the crime. Is it greed or revenge?
Then you say, 'This man must die.' God grant that such horror of
murder may survive among us." There was a murmur of assent.


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