But I see," adds he, contemptuously, "that for all your brotherly love, 'tis no such matter to you whether poor little Molly comes to her ruin, as every maid must who goes to the stage, or is set beyond the reach of temptation and the goading of want.

He had long ago classed Randle's goadings with heavies and machine-guns, as unavoidable incidents of warfare.