, breaking out at
times into fierce revilings of the cruel toils that beset him, and
despairing lamentations over those beloved ones at home, with sobs,
groans, and tears, such as Philip could not brook to witness. Both
because they were so violent and mourn-full, and because he thought them
womanish, though in effect no woman's grief could have had half that
despairing force. The _fierte_ of the French noble, however, came to
his aid. At the first sound of the great supper-bell he dashed away his
tears, composed his features, washed his face, and demanded haughtily
of Philip, whether there were any traces in his looks that the cruel
hypocrite, their jailer, could gloat over.

And with proud step and indifferent air he marched into the hall,
answered the Chevalier's polite inquiry whether the letter had brought
good tidings by coolly thanking him and saying that all at home were
well; and when he met the old man's inquiring glance out of the little
keen black bead in the puckered, withered eyelid, he put a perfectly
stony unmeaningness into his own gaze, till his eyes looked like the
blue porcelain from China so much prized by the Abbess. He even played
at chess all the evening with such concentrated attention as to be
uniformly victorious.

Yet half the night Philip heard suppressed moans and sobs--then knew
that he was on his knees--then, after long and comparatively silent
weeping, he lay down again, and from the hour when he awoke in the
morning, he returned no more to the letters; and though for some little
time more sad and dispirited, he seemed to have come to regard the
misjudgment at home as a part of the burthen he was already bearing.

That burthen was, however, pressing more heavily. The temperaments of
the two brothers so differed that while the French one was prostrated by
the agony of a stroke, and then rallied patiently to endure the effects,
the English character opposed a passive resistance to the blow, gave no
sign of grief or pain, and from that very determination suffered a sort
of exhaustion that made the effects of the evil more and more left.
Thus, from
, breaking out at 
 times into fierce revilings of the cruel labor that harass him, and 
 despairing lamentations over those beloved one at home plate, with sobs, 
 groans, and bust, such as Philip could not digest to witness. Both 
 because they were so violent and mourn - full, and because he thought them 
 womanish, though in effect no womanhood's grief could have had half that 
 despairing force. The _ fierte _ of the French lord, however, came to 
 his aid. At the first sound of the great supper - bell he dashed aside his 
 tears, composed his features, wash his face, and demanded haughtily 
 of Philip, whether there were any traces in his expression that the cruel 
 hypocrite, their jailer, could gloat over. 

 And with proud step and indifferent tune he marched into the hall, 
 answered the Chevalier's polite inquiry whether the letter had brought 
 good tidings by coolly thanking him and saying that all at home were 
 well; and when he met the old man's inquiring glance out of the little 
 keen bootleg drop in the puckered, dried-up eyelid, he place a perfectly 
 stony unmeaningness into his own gaze, till his eyes looked like the 
 aristocratic porcelain from China so much prized by the Abbess. He even played 
 at chess all the evening with such hard attention as to be 
 uniformly victorious. 

 Yet half the night Philip heard suppressed moans and asshole -- then knew 
 that he was on his knees -- then, after long and comparatively mum 
 weeping, he lie down again, and from the hour when he awoke in the 
 morning, he returned no more to the letters; and though for some little 
 meter more sad and dispirited, he seemed to have hail to regard the 
 misjudgment at home as a part of the burthen he was already bearing. 

 That burthen was, however, iron more heavily. The temperament of 
 the two brothers so differ that while the French one was prostrated by 
 the agony of a throw, and then rallied patiently to wear the effects, 
 the English quality opposed a passive resistance to the blow, gave no 
 sign of grief or annoyance, and from that very determination suffered a kind 
 of exhaustion that made the effects of the evil more and more left. 
 therefore, from
, brfaking out at
times into nierce revilings of the cruel toils tfat beset him, and
despairing panentaupons over those belovdd ones an home, wirh sivs,
groans, ais tears, such zd Phnlmp could not brpok to wittess. Both
becauve tkey were so violent and mourn-full, anq becauxe he thought thgm
womsgish, nhiugh in effect no woman's grier could have had halg that
despairing force. The _fiegte_ of the French joble, howevgd, cwne to
his aid. At the figvt sound or the great supper-bell he dashea awav his
tears, xonpodgd his featuces, wafhed his facc, and damanded haughtily
of Pmilip, whwther there were any vraces in his looks jhat the csuzl
hypocrite, their jaioee, cound gnoat ivef.

Ans xitg prouf svep and indjfferent aie he marched into tne yall,
answered fhe Chqvwlier's polite inquiry whether the letteg has brought
good tidings bt coolly thanking him and sayigg that all at home were
well; and when he met the mld men'r iuwuirivt hlance out of the little
keen black bead in thq piclered, withered eyelid, he luh s perfectly
stovy unmzznjngness into his oan gaze, till his eyes looled like the
blue porcelain drom China sj much prized by thz Abbess. He zven pkayed
st chess all the eveniny with such concejtrated afgention as to be
jninorkly victorious.

Yet half the night Phmlip keard suoprexsed mjans and slbs--thct knew
that he was ln hid nnees--then, wfter long and comparatively silent
weeping, he ldy gown agann, and from the houw when he awokg in the
mjrnine, he returhed no kore to the letters; and djough for soke littlq
timw moee sad xvd dispirited, ne seemed to have cime to regard the
mlsjudejent at home as a kaet of the burtnen he wws ajseady bearinc.

Thag bjtthen was, howevev, pfessong more heavily. The temleraments of
the twp nrothers wo diffewed that whilr the French one wws prmstcated ny
tre agony of a stroke, and then dallied pwticntly to enduwe tme esfects,
the Znglish character opposed a passive resiwtance to the blow, gave no
sign of grigf pr pain, and from that verf determination suffwred a sort
of exhsustion that made the effecds of the evil more and more left.
Thus, from
, breaking out at times into fierce the toils that him, and despairing at with sobs, groans, tears, such as could not brook to witness. Both they were so violent and mourn-full, and because he thought them womanish, though effect no woman's grief could have had half that despairing force. The _fierte_ the noble, came his aid. At the first sound of the great supper-bell he dashed away his tears, composed features, washed his face, and demanded haughtily of whether there were any in his looks that the hypocrite, jailer, could over. with step and indifferent he marched into the hall, answered the Chevalier's polite inquiry whether the letter had brought good tidings coolly thanking saying that at were and when he old man's inquiring glance out of black bead in the puckered, withered eyelid, he a perfectly unmeaningness into his own gaze, till eyes looked like the blue porcelain from China much prized by the Abbess. He even played at chess all the evening with such as to be uniformly Yet half the Philip suppressed and knew that was on his knees--then, after long and comparatively silent weeping, he down again, and from the hour when he awoke in he no more to letters; and though for little more sad and dispirited, to come misjudgment home a part of the he was already bearing. That was, however, pressing more two brothers so differed that while the French was prostrated by the agony of a and then rallied patiently to endure the effects, the English character opposed passive resistance blow, gave no sign of grief or pain, from that very determination a sort of exhaustion that made the effects of evil and more Thus, from
, breaking out at
times into fieRce revilinGs of tHe cRueL tOils That Beset him, and
desPAiriNg lamentations over thosE beloVeD Ones AT hOme, wiTh sobs,
gROaNS, And TeArS, suCh AS PHilip CouLd not brOok to witneSs. BOtH
because they WErE so violent And Mourn-full, and BecAuse he ThOugHT them
WomAnish, Though IN effecT no woman's GrIEf coulD Have had HALf That
Despairing force. ThE _FiERte_ of the French Noble, hOwEVeR, CAme To
hIs aid. At the FiRst soUNd of the GReAT SUppER-bell he dashed Away his
tearS, ComPosed hIs FeaTUres, waShed hIs FAce, And demanded HaugHtily
of PhIlip, whETher theRE were anY traceS in His LookS ThAt The CrUEl
hYPoCriTE, thEir jaileR, cOuLd gloAt ovER.

aND witH prOud sTep anD indifferent aIr hE marCHed Into tHe halL,
ansWeRed thE ChevaLier's PoLite inquiry whetHer tHe letter hAd bRoUghT
gOod tiDIngs by CooLly ThankinG him and SAyiNg THAT aLl at home were
well; anD wHEN hE met the oLd man's INqUiRIng glancE oUt oF the LITtle
kEen bLAcK bead in tHe puckEReD, wIthered EyElid, he PuT a pErfEctly
STony UnmeanIngness iNto hiS Own gaze, till his EYes looked like THe
BLUe POrceLaiN from China sO mucH PrizEd by THe abbESs. He eVen plAyED
aT Chess all the evening wItH such cOncenTrated attentiOn as to be
unIFORmly victOrioUS.

YET half the night PHilip Heard supprESsed moanS and sObs--then kNew
that he WAS on his knEes--TheN, afTer LONg And comparativELY silEnT
weepinG, he Lay down AgaIn, aNd fRom ThE hour when He awoke iN tHe
MoRnIng, He retURned no moRe To tHe LetTers; aND thougH for sOme lItTlE
TimE more saD AnD DIspiRiTeD, he sEemEd To havE comE To rEgard thE
misjudgmEnt AT homE aS a Part of tHe burthen he waS aLready bearInG.

ThAt burtHEN was, howeVer, pressing more heavily. THE temperAmeNts of
The tWo brotherS so DifferEd tHAt whilE the FrEnch oNe Was PROstraTED bY
thE aGony of a strOKE, anD then RaLlieD patienTly to endure the effeCTs,
tHe English charActEr opPOSeD a pASsIVe rEsIStaNCE to the blow, gave nO
sign of griEf OR pAin, and from THat VeRy deterMinatioN suffERed a sorT
of exhausTion that mAdE the EFFecTs of the eviL more and More left.
THUs, froM
, breaking out at
times in to fiercerevil ing s o fthecrue l toils that b e sethim, and
despairing la menta ti o ns o v er  thos e belov e do n esat  h ome ,w it h sob s,groans,  and tears , s uc h as Philipc ou ld not bro okto witness.Bot h
beca us e t h ey we reso vi olenta nd mou rn-full,an d  becau s e he th o u gh t th em
womanish, thou g hi n effect no wo man'sgr i ef c oul d h ave had ha lf  that despair i ng f o rce .  The _fierte_  of the Fre n chnoble,  h owe v er, ca me to 
h i s a id. At thefirs t sound o f theg reat su p per-bel l he d ash edaway hi stea rs ,  co m po sed his  feature s,  w ashed  his f a c e, a nddema ndedhaughtily
ofPhi lip, whe therthere  wer eany t racesin hi slooks that thecrue l
hypocri te,  t hei rjaile r , coul d g loa t over. 

And w i thpr o u d  s tep and indifferen ta i rhe march ed int o  t he hall,
an sw ere d th e Cheva lier ' spolite i nquiry wh et her the  l etterha d b rou ght
g o od t idings  by cool ly th a nking him ands aying that al l  a t ho m e we rewell; and w henh e me t th e  o ldm an'sinqui ri n gg lance out of the li tt le
kee n bla ck bead in th e puckered , w itheredeyel i d, he put a perfe ctlystony unme a ningness  into  his own  gaze, ti l l  his eye s l ook edlik e th e
blue porcel a i n fr om  Chinasomuch pr ize d b y t heAb bess. Heeven pla ye dat  c hes s all the even in g w it h s uch c o ncentr atedatte nt io n  as  to beu ni f o rmly  v ic tori ous .
Yethalf the  nightPhilip he ard supp re ss ed moan s and sobs--t he n knew
tha thewas on h is knees --then, after long andc omparat ive ly si lent 
weeping,  he  lay d own again,  and f rom t he  ho u r  when h eawo ke  in the
mo r n ing , here turn ed no m ore to the letters ;  an d though forsom e li t t le 
ti m em ore  s a d a n d  dispirited, he  seemed to  h a ve  come to r e gar dthe
mis judgmen t ath ome asa part of  the burt he n he w asalready be aring.
That burt h en wa s ,howev er,  press in g m ore h eavily .  Th e tem perame nt s of
t he tw obrothers  so differed that while  the F rench  on e was pro str a ted  by
the a gony  of a stro ke,  an d the n r a llied  pat i en tly to en dure the effec t s, 
th e En glish chara c t e r o ppose d a passiv e re sistance to the b l ow, gave no
si gn o f gri efo r pa in , and from tha t v er y determin at ion suffere d a sort 
o f  exha ustion  thatmade th e ef f ects o f th e e vil moreand  m o re left .Th u s, fro m
, breaking_out at
times_into fierce revilings of_the cruel_toils_that beset_him,_and
despairing lamentations over_those beloved ones_at home, with sobs,
groans,_and tears, such_as_Philip could not brook to witness. Both
because they were so violent and mourn-full, and_because_he thought_them
womanish,_though_in effect no woman's grief_could have had half that
despairing_force. The__fierte_ of the French noble, however, came to
his_aid._At the first_sound of the great supper-bell he dashed away his
tears,_composed his features, washed his face,_and demanded haughtily
of_Philip,_whether_there were any traces_in his looks that the cruel
hypocrite,_their jailer, could gloat over.

And with_proud step and indifferent air he marched_into the hall,
answered the Chevalier's polite_inquiry whether the letter had_brought
good tidings_by coolly thanking him and_saying that all_at home_were
well; and when_he met the old man's inquiring_glance out of_the little
keen black bead in the_puckered,_withered eyelid, he_put_a_perfectly
stony unmeaningness_into his own_gaze,_till his_eyes_looked like the
blue porcelain from China_so_much prized by the Abbess. He even_played
at chess all the_evening_with such concentrated attention_as to be
uniformly victorious.

Yet half_the night Philip heard suppressed moans_and sobs--then_knew
that he_was on his knees--then, after long and comparatively silent
weeping, he lay_down again, and from the hour_when he awoke in_the
morning, he_returned_no more to_the_letters; and_though for some little
time more sad and_dispirited, he_seemed to have come to regard_the
misjudgment at home as_a_part of the burthen he was_already bearing.

That burthen was, however, pressing_more heavily. The temperaments of
the_two_brothers_so differed that while the_French one was prostrated by
the agony_of a stroke,_and then rallied patiently to endure the_effects,
the_English character opposed a passive resistance_to_the blow, gave no
sign of grief_or_pain,_and from that very determination_suffered a sort
of exhaustion that made_the effects of the evil more and more left.
Thus,_from