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"God send the dons and all her foes to hell!" roared a burly pikeman with his cup in the air. Then the room shook again as the toasts were drunk with applauding feet and hands. Anthony turned to the landlord, who had just ceased thumping with his great red fists on the table. "What was the captain's name?" he asked, when a slight lull came. "Maxwell," said the crimson-faced man.
He saw nothing but a decrepit, passionate, crimson-faced old man at bay, and all the instincts of one with everything on his side boiled up in him. The miserable old turkey-cock the apoplectic image! And he said: "And you'll do no good for yourself by getting into a passion. At your age, and in your condition, I recommend a little prudence.
If you are so lost to your own dignity and self-respect as your anger seems to imply, at least remember that you are my wife, and don't let me hear such a thoroughly degrading and unworthy remark from you again." "I didn't!" Toni, crimson-faced, had tears in her eyes. "I said I didn't think it. It's not fair of you to pretend I did.... I only meant "
As he leaned again the pulsating steps came nearer; they were coming from the left, the direction of the Palace. A moment later a figure burst into sight, crimson-faced and hatless, with arms gathered to the sides and head thrown back; it appeared to be a gentleman by the dress but why should he run like that? He dashed across the opening and disappeared. Ralph was interested.
"And what do you mean by that, Master Anthony?" said Mistress Corbet, who seemed herself again now. "She is just a scold," said the lad, "the village-folk hate her." "You seem not to love her," said Mary, smiling. "Oh! Mistress Corbet, do you know what she said " and then he broke off, crimson-faced. "She is no friend to Catholics, I suppose," said Mary, seeming to notice nothing.
Steel caps moved to and fro; gigantic shadows wavered; the shadow of a halberd head went across a curtain at one of the lower windows. A crimson-faced man threw open a window and shouted instructions to the sentry left at the door, who in answer shook his head and pointed to the bellowing crowd; the man at the window made a furious gesture and disappeared.
There was a step on the stairs a very heavy one and Father Mahon came in, a large, crimson-faced man, who seemed to fill the room with a completely unethereal presence, and held out his hand with a certain gravity. Laurie took it and dropped it. "Sit down, my dear boy," said the priest, and he impelled him gently to a horsehair-covered arm-chair. Laurie stiffened.
"Now, I should judge," said the heartless teacher, looking sternly at the crimson-faced victim, "I should judge that this wicked creature ought to have a terrific whipping!" "That's so!" shouted Johnny; "we found Honey Drop top of a house, firing mud into a man's eyes." "Yes, so we did," said Dotty, fully restored to good humor, "black mud; Honey's a bad Nindian.
Leaning forward, Cecilia saw her stepmother emerge from the traffic, crimson-faced, casting wild and wrathful glances about her. Then her wandering eye fell upon Cecilia, and she began to run forward. Even as she did the chauffeur quickened his pace, and the taxi slid away, until the running, shouting figure was lost to view. Cecilia sat back with a gasp, and began to laugh helplessly.
They cheered Chipper madly, and the little fellow, crimson-faced and happy, grinned as he gave a tug at his cap visor. But now came the great Copley, the most formidable Barvilleite, and there were still two runners waiting impatiently on the sacks, ready to make the best of any kind of a hit. "Don't worry about this chap, Grant," called Eliot quietly. "He's just as easy as anybody.
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