‘He told me further that he didn’t know what made him hang on--but of course we may guess. He sympathised deeply with the defenceless girl, at the mercy of that “mean, cowardly scoundrel.” It appears Cornelius led her an awful life, stopping only short of actual ill-usage, for which he had not the pluck, I suppose. He insisted upon her calling him father--“and with respect, too--with respect,” he would scream, shaking a little yellow fist in her face. “I am a respectable man, and what are you? Tell me--what are you? You think I am going to bring up somebody else’s child