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The boys were coming home from school, and they began to hoot and laugh. I ran after the little dog who was making off with the muff. How Hetty got up, or who came to her rescue I don't know. That cur belonged about four miles out of town, and he never let up until he got home. I grabbed the muff just as he was disappearing under the house with it, and then I walked slowly back.
It became known in the town that she had refused him. Everybody was on Tommy's side. They said she had treated him badly. Even Aaron was staggered at the sight of Tommy accepting his double defeat in such good part. "And all the time I am the greatest cur unhung," says Tommy. "Why don't you laugh, Grizel?" Never, they said, had there been such a generous brother.
The man he had tried to murder did not even care to give him in charge. He despised this cur too much, and yet the fellow may think himself fortunate. Had it been Monsieur Dampierre it would not have been a fist but a bullet through his head that would have punished him.
All sat down in a semi-circle before us, six or seven deep in front and four or five at the sides: the women and children took their places in the rear, and one of them fondled a prick-eared cur with an attempt at a ribbon round its neck.
Then she remembered, and bent her gaze upon the ground. "But he, like the cur that he is, answered through a secretary that he wished to have nothing to do with either of you." Mildred guessed that Frank had made the marriage an excuse. "Surely some of your relatives will do something for you. I have my hands full, supporting your mother.
And it's the same as if all the devils out of hell had been at me the night through to do it still. Maybe I hadn't much to forgive. I'm like a bat in the light I'm not knowing where I am ezactly. Daresay the people will laugh at me when they're getting to know. Wouldn't trust, but they'll think me a poor-spirited cur, anyway. Let them there's never much pity for the dog that's licked."
Above and beyond all was Thorpe's voice, shrilling at him: The honour of the spoken word still holds him . . . he was never released . . . he slunk away like a cur . . . he is bound to her still . . . there is no sin but shirking . . . Over and over again, the words rang through his consciousness. Then, like an afterclap of thunder: Father always does the square thing!
The fellows in the line jeered at Hero at first, but they soon tired of it when Stubby said he didn't want the cur but his mother made him stay around to keep the chickens out. He was a fine chicken dog, Stubby grudgingly admitted. He couldn't keep him from following, said Stubby, so he just let him come. Sometimes when they were waiting in line Stubby made ferocious threats at Hero.
He heard me through in silence, his face growing darker with every word, and when I had finished said with slow and studied malice: "'You forget that you are my wife and that I can follow my entreaty by command. You spurn my love. You are not yet weaned from that English cur whose life, let me tell you, is in my hands. Fool, can you not see how powerless you are?
'Who, asked one, 'is this Scotch cur at Johnson's heels? 'Not a cur, but a bur, was Goldsmith's reply, 'and he has the faculty of sticking. With what effect the world was to know. 'That's from Paoli of Corsica. GOLDSMITH, 'The Good Natured Man.
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