Almostatthecommencementofthefirstletter，Ihadtheunexpectedpleasureofseeinghimblush；butheimmediatelyturnedhisbacktomeandfinishedtheperusalatthewindow。Atthesecond，Isawhim，onceortwice，raisehishandandhurriedlypassitacrosshisface。Coulditbetodashawayatear？Whenhehaddone，therewasanintervalspentinclearinghisthroatandstaringoutofthewindow，andthen，afterwhistlingafewbarsofafavouriteair，heturnedround，gavemebackthelettersandsilentlyshookmebythehand。
`I’vebeenacursedrascal，Godknows，’saidheashegaveitaheartysqueeze，`butyouseeifIdon’tmakeamendsforit——G——dd——nmeifIdon’t！’
`Don’tcurseyourself，Mr。Hattersley；ifGodhadheardhalfyourinvocationsofthatkind，youwouldhavebeeninhelllongbeforenow——andyoucannotmakeamendsforthepastbydoingyourdutyforthefuture，inasmuchasyourdutyisonlywhatyouowetoyourMaker，andyoucannotdomorethanfulfilit——anothermustmakeamendsforyourpastdelinquencies。
Ifyouintendtoreform，invokeGod’sblessing，Hismercy，andHisaid；
notHiscurse。