Warden comes to Prisoner No. 12’s cell, the warden is very dejected.

The Warden: My friend, your mates arranged to have me murdered today. How could they be so…

Prisoner No. 12: wicked? Tell me, how many times have you even come around to them, you rarely speak to them, did you give them any lectures on what your significance is for them?

The Warden: But, they can’t just think whatever they want and…

Prisoner No. 12: *scoff* When you estrange yourself from people, don’t be surprised that they go behind you and don’t be self-righteous to think that they are wrong in doing it – you drew first blood by your estrangement, your abstention from their company, like a very good snob.

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