Chapter 41

“Another is sordid, unmerciful,” (here _Trim_ waved his right hand) “a strait-hearted, selfish wretch, incapable either of private friendship or public spirit. Take notice how he passes by the widow and orphan in their distress, and sees all the miseries incident to human life without a sigh or a prayer.” [An’ please your honours, cried _Trim_, I think this a viler man than the other.] “Shall not conscience rise up and sting him on such occasions?——No; thank God there is no occasion, _I pay every man his own;—I hav…