The Vicar of Wakefield.
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"Why, Mr. Jenkinson," replied I, "thank heaven my children are pretty tolerable in morals, and if they be good, it matters little for the rest."
"I fancy, sir," returned my fellow prisoner, "that it must give you great comfort to have this little family about you."
"A comfort, Mr. Jenkinson," replied I, "yes it is indeed a comfort, and I would not be without them for all the world; for they can make a dungeon seem a palace. There is but one way in this life of wounding my happiness, and that is by injuring them."
"I am afraid then, sir," cried he, "that I am in some measure culpable; for I think I see here (looking at my son Moses) "one that I have injured, and by whom I wish to be forgiven."
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