He then raised himself on his knees and hams, and
raising up his ghastly face, while the blood streamed over both
ears, he besought his life of his brother, in the most abject
whining manner, gaping and blubbering most piteously.
"Tell me then, Sir," said George, resolved to make the most of the
wretch's terror--"tell me for what purpose it is that you
haunt my steps? Tell me plainly, and instantly, else I will throw
you from the verge of that precipice."
"Oh, I will never do it again! I will never do it again! Spare my
life, dear, good brother! Spare my life! Sure I never did you any
hurt."
"Swear to me, then, by the God that made you, that you will
never henceforth follow after me to torment me with your hellish
threatening looks; swear that you will never again come into my
presence without being invited. Will you take an oath to this
effect?"
"Oh yes! I will, I will!"
"But this is not all: you must tell me for what purpose you sought
me out here this morning?"
"Oh, brother! For nothing but your good. I had nothing at heart
but your unspeakable profit, and great and endless good."
"So, then, you indeed knew that I was here?"
"I was told so by a friend, but I did not believe him; a--a--at least
I did not know that it was true till I saw you.
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