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round, and had turned into the Square, when a low voice behind him said: `Wot price the little barstard?'
A cold, sick feeling stifled his very breathing; he gasped, and spun round, to see two big loutish boys walking fast away. With swift and stealthy passion he sprang after them, and putting his hands on their two neighbouring ^houlders, wrenched them round so that they faced him, with mouths fallen open in alarm. Shaking them with all his force, he said: `How dare you-how dare you use that word?' His face and voice must have been rather terrible, for the scare in their faces brought him to sudden consciousness of his own violence, and he dropped his hands. In two seconds they were at the corner. They stopped there for a second; one of them shouted `Gran'pa'; then they vanished. He was left with lips and hands quivering, and a feeling that he had not known for years-the weak white empty feeling one has after yielding utterly to sudden murderous rage. He crossed over, and stood leaning against the Garden railings, with the thought: `God forgive me! I could have killed them-1 could have killed theml' There had been a devil in him. If he had had something in his hand, he might now have been a murderer. How awful! Only one had spoken, but he could have killed them both! And the word was true, and was in all mouths-all low common mouths, day after day, of his own daughter's child! The ghastliness of this thought, brought home so utterly, made him writhe, and grasp the railings as if he would have bent them.
From that day on, a creeping sensation of being rejected of men, never left him; the sense of identification with Noel and her tiny outcast became ever more poignant, more real; the desire to protect them ever more passionate; and the feeling that round about there were whispering voices, pointing fingers, and a growing malevolence was ever more sickening. He was beginning too to realize the

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