ONE:The walk home was dreary, for Rose and Handshut misunderstood each other, and yet loved each other too. She was silent, almost shamefaced, and he was a little disgusted with herhe felt that she had misled him, and in his soreness added "willingly."
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ONE:It may, perhaps, be superfluous to add, that all the legal information scattered through the volume, is strictly correct; and every historical event, as nearly so as the machinery of the tale permitted. The critical reader, whose indulgence the writer solicits, will immediately perceive from whence the information has been derived.
TWO:For the first time since his father's death he gave suppers at Odiam; once more he spent money on French wines which nobody wanted to drink, and worked his mother and daughters to tears making puddings and pies. He bought a new giga smart turnout, with a sleek, well-bred horse between the shaftsand he refused to let Harry fiddle any more at Fairs and weddings; it was prestige rather than profit that he wanted now."It wur a pr?aper fight," he declared. "You want to manage them feet of yourn a bit slicker, f?atherbut you wur justabout smart wud your fists."
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FORE:"Stop your ranting and tell me how the hogs got you."
FORE:"And if he has," returned the dusty-foot, "he cannot have a greater cause. It is all very well for the great,it looks well upon them; and even the decent chapman and yeomen get little harm by it: but for the poor man to be proud; to have the swelling heart and the burning cheekoh! it is a curse!" He raised his voice as he spoke, and then sinking it to a whisper, added"and if it is a sin, surely it has its punishment."The domestics at the lower table had withdrawn, and Oakley, who was continued in his functions as steward, was ordered to see that Holgrave attended.
FORE:"Quite soand that's what makes me pity you," and suddenly her eyes kindled, blazed, as with her spirit itself for fuel"I pity you, I pity youpoor, poor man!"
FORE:Then there had been a host of minor retrenchments, each in itself so small as to be almost useless, but mounting together into something profitable. Chocolate had vanished from the Odiam supper-table, their bread was made of seconds, the genuines being sold to Iden[Pg 37] Mill; they ate no meat on week-days except bacon, and eggs were forbidden in puddings. Reuben managed to get a small sale for his eggs and milk at the Manor and the curate's house, though he had not enough cows and poultry to make his dealing of much advantage.
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FORE:"Your childish cowardice had like to have betrayed us. Byles, you have not dealt honestly by me in this affairbut you are not in a state to be spoken to now."
FORE:"I wish I could be like Richard, Bill."
FORE:"Well, why shud f?ather git shut of the best drover he ever had on his farm, if it ?un't"
TWO:"My son!"Reuben swung round on the men who had once rallied under his leadership, but now stood scowling at him and muttering to themselves. "My son!""You shouldn't ought to ask mother that," said Harry. "She '?un't used to work. It's well enough fur you and me, we're strong chaps, and there's no reason we shouldn't pull to a bit. But mother, she'd never do wudout the girlyou see, there's the dairy and the fowls as well as the house."
TWO:Margaret was sitting near the window at needle-work, and Edith in her high-backed arm-chair, was knitting in the chimney-corner. Margaret blushing deeply, started from her seat as her eyes so unexpectedly encountered those of the baron."You'll git used to her, lad."
TWO:She spoke quite graciously, and Richard felt his spirits revive.
There was so much of good feeling in this rude speech, that Holgrave turned to the smith and grasped his hard hand.The monk was then conducted to the outer door of the prison. It would be in vain to paint the frantic joy of those without. Deafening shouts of "The prophet is free!" passed from mouth to mouth, and then came the rush to obtain a prayer or benediction."You d?an't understand me," said Reuben"I'd better go."But Tilly interrupted him. Putting her arm round the terrified boy's shoulders, she led him through the door.