Well, we must give even Satan his due. She deserved
a compliment for one thing; and I tried to pay
it, but the words stuck in my throat. She had a right
to kill the boy, but she was in no wise obliged to pay
for him. That was law for some
other people, but
not for her. She knew quite well
that she was doing a
large and generous thing to pay for that lad, and that
I ought in common fairness to come out with something
handsome about it, but I couldn't - my mouth
refused.