It was seldom that he saw him
either following him in the streets, or entering any house or
church after him; he only appeared in his place, George wist not
how, or whence; and, having sped so ill in his first friendly
approaches, he had never spoken to his equivocal attendant a
second time.
It came at length into George's head, as he was pondering, by
himself, on the circumstances of this extraordinary attendance,
that perhaps his brother had relented, and, though of so sullen and
unaccommodating a temper that he would not acknowledge it, or
beg a reconciliation, it might be for that very purpose that he
followed his steps night and day in that extraordinary manner. "I
cannot for my life see for what other purpose it can be," thought
he. "He never offers to attempt my life; nor dares he, if he had the
inclination; therefore, although his manner is peculiarly repulsive
to me, I shall not have my mind burdened with the reflection that
my own mother's son yearned for a reconciliation with me and
was repulsed by my haughty and insolent behaviour. The next
time he comes to my hand, I am resolved that I will accost him as
one brother ought to address another, whatever it may cost me;
and, if I am still flouted with disdain, then shall the blame rest
with him.
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