What do you want of the old pagan , hey ? I do n't ask favours of parsons -- and I do n't give any . What do you want , I say ? '' Faith wished herself a thousand miles away . She stammered out her thought in its naked simplicity . `` I came -- to ask you -- to go to church -- and pay -- to the salary . '' Norman glared at her . Then he burst forth again . `` You impudent hussy -- you ! Who put you up to it , jade ? Who put you up to it ? '' `` Nobody , '' said poor Faith . `` That 's a lie . Do n't lie to me ! Who sent you here ? It was n't your father -- he has n't the smeddum of a flea -- but he would n't send you to do what he dass n't do himself . I suppose it was some of them confounded old maids at the Glen , was it -- was it , hey ? '' `` No -- I -- I just came myself . '' `` Do you take me for a fool ? '' shouted Norman .
`` No -- I thought you were a gentleman , '' said Faith faintly , and certainly without any thought XXXXX being sarcastic .
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