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"I had never before seen the sense of being oppressed, bursting

forth like a fire. I had supposed that it must be latent in the

people somewhere; but, I had never seen it break out, until I saw

it in the dying boy.

"'Nevertheless, Doctor, my sister married. He was ailing at that

time, poor fellow, and she married her lover, that she might tend

and comfort him in our cottage--our dog-hut, as that man would

call it. She had not been married many weeks, when that man's

brother saw her and admired her, and asked that man to lend her

to him--for what are husbands among us! He was willing enough,

but my sister was good and virtuous, and hated his brother with a

hatred as strong as mine. What did the two then, to persuade her

husband to use his influence with her, to make her willing?'