he were himself a fierce, incarnate, and unfriendly
spirit; and, at length, addressing his son, who
was now leaning against a tree, both for support and
concealment, he burst forth: "Miscreant!" -- and the
word was echoed from the side of a huge, dilapidated
barn, -- "Wretches," he hollowed; and the guilty
crowd, fearing both individual recognition and per-
sonal contact, again began to retire.

"Stay," he commanded, imperiously, "you are
known, and flight shall put the worst construction on
your case; -- halt, brawlers and bullies, spendthrifts
and bankrupts, breakers of the peace; sons of af-
flicted parents, husbands of weeping wives, brothers
of sisters both ashamed and grieved; outlaws; the
city's scum, the country's scourge, the harvest that
shall yet be reaped for the jail, and leave gleanings
for the gallows; abandoned creatures, linger;" and
suddenly grasping Narcisse: "Sirrah," he cried,
"here is your nightly haunt, these are your compa-
nions, -- come with me, sir, come, -- ah, will you
resist your" -- father he was about to say, but he re-
coiled from the word as from an adder, and, casting
upon his son a look of unspeakable disdain, he shook
the writhing criminal, who the next moment es-
caped from his hold, and slunk away, still looking
backward over his shoulder and muttering curses
upon his begetter. The advocate stood watching
him in silence, as, withdrawing along with the
others, the distance dimmed his form, and drowned
his maledictions; then, drawing a deep sigh, a dark,
vindictive scowl gathered upon his visage, until its
expression became diabolical, and these words rolled
from his heaving chest in deep, irregular murmurs:

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