But it is not your name. “Yet it is my last evening, and I think —if you are sure that you would like to have me—that I will risk it. And for my part, if I were inclined to exercise my benevolence at all, it should be in favour of some more deserving object than that whining, hypocritical Magdalene. Perhaps the sunken cheeks and the protruding cheekbones gave her this impression. “For nothing, do you call it?” he declared. My name is Armytage—Lord Ernest Armytage. I've engaged to watch over you as a son, and I will do so as far as I'm able; but if you neglect my advice, what chance have I of benefitting you? On one point I've made up my mind—you shall either obey me, or leave me. " As Jonathan said this, Jack's hand involuntarily sought a pistol.
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