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"I wish you to understand," said he, "that my unwillingness to go on with my history, proceeds from my being obliged to make known to you the hatred that subsisted between your father and me; but if you will recollect, that we both had, in our early days, been striving to gain the same object -- I mean your mother -- and also that he had taken, as it were, what I considered to have been my place, in other points -- that he had been successful in life, and I had been unfortunate, you must not then be surprised at my hating him as I did."
"I understand nothing about your feelings," replied I; "and why he injured you by marrying my mother, I cannot see."