She 's got the Armstrong heart . I have the Marwood heart -- my mother was a Marwood . We do n't live to be old , and we go quick and easy . I 'm glad of it . I do n't think I 'm a coward , master , but the thought of a lingering death gives me a queer sick feeling of horror . There , I 'm not going to say any more about it . I just mentioned it so that some day when you hear that old Abel Armstrong has been found dead , you wo n't feel sorry . You 'll remember I wanted it that way . Not that I 'm tired of life either . It 's very pleasant , what with my garden and Captain Kidd and the harbour out there . But it 's a trifle monotonous at times and death will be something of a change , master . I 'm real curious about it . '' `` I hate the thought of death , '' I said gloomily . `` Oh , you 're young . The young always do . Death grows friendlier as we grow older . Not that one of us really wants to die , though , master . Tennyson spoke truth when he said that . There 's old Mrs. Warner at the Channel Head . She 's had heaps of trouble all her life , poor soul , and she 's lost almost everyone she cared about .
She 's always saying that she 'll be glad when her time comes , and she does n't want to live any longer in this vale XXXXX tears .
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