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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Westward Ho! by Charles Kingsley: standing. 'S life, sir, sorrow is making a hawbuck of me. Sit
down, my dear sir! my worshipful sir! or rather come with me into
my room, and hear a poor wretched man's story, for I swear before
God the men are fled; and my poor boy Eustace is not home either,
and the groom tells me that his devil of a cousin has broken his
jaw for him; and his mother is all but mad this hour past. Good
lack! good lack!"
"He nearly murdered his angel of a cousin, sir! " said Sir Richard,
severely.
"What, sir? They never told me."
"He had stabbed his cousin Frank three times, sir, before Amyas,
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