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Chapter 20
NowIcouldsaythehellwith‘em,Idon’tcareiftheydon’tlikeit.IdosayIdon’tcareiftheydon’tlikeit,rightenough—butIdon’tsaythehellwith‘em,see?"
DillandIsaid,"Nosir."
"Itrytogive‘emareason,yousee.Ithelpsfolksiftheycanlatchontoareason.WhenIcometotown,whichisseldom,ifIweavealittleanddrinkoutofthissack,folkscansayDolphusRaymond’sintheclutchesofwhiskey—that’swhyhewon’tchangehisways.Hecan’thelphimself,that’swhyhelivesthewayhedoes."
"Thatain’thonest,Mr.Raymond,makingyourselfoutbadder’nyouarealready—"
"Itain’thonestbutit’smightyhelpfultofolks.Secretly,MissFinch,I’mnotmuchofadrinker,butyouseetheycouldnever,neverunderstandthatIlivelikeIdobecausethat’sthewayIwanttolive."
IhadafeelingthatIshouldn’tbeherelisteningtothissinfulmanwhohadmixedchildrenanddidn’tcarewhoknewit,buthewasfascinating.Ihadneverencounteredabeingwhodeliberatelyperpetratedfraudagainsthimself.Butwhyhadheentrusteduswithhisdeepestsecret?Iaskedhimwhy.
"Becauseyou’rechildrenandyoucanunderstandit,"hesaid,"andbecauseIheardthatone—"
HejerkedhisheadatDill:"Thingshaven’tcaughtupwiththatone’sinstinctyet.Lethimgetalittleolderandhewon’tgetsickandcry.
