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"But surely good ale, in moderation, will harm no man nay, on the contrary " "But Jarge bean't like other men, Mr. Peter!" "No; he is much bigger, and stronger!" said I, "and I never saw a handsomer fellow." "Yes," nodded the girl, "so strong as a giant, an' so weak as a little child!" "Indeed, Prudence," said I, leaning nearer to her in my earnestness, "I think you are a little unjust to him.
His friend and protege was handcuffed before his eyes and carried off to the county jail amid the grins and stares of a score of gaping rustics, who would make a fine story of it this evening in both public-houses; and a hundred voices would echo some such conversational Tristich as this: 1st Rustic. "I tawld un as much, dinn't I now, Jarge?" 2d Rustic. "That ye did, Richard, for I heerd ee."
"'E do that!" chimed in Job, edging nearer; "what I sez is, if 'e do get 'is back broke, 'e aren't got nobody to blame but 'isself so cocksure as 'e be." "Job," said the Ancient, "hold thee tongue." "I sez 'e's a cocksure cove," repeated Job doggedly, "an' a cocksure cove 'e be; what do 'ee think, Jarge?"
Hurry up, Jarge, and get the tackle ready." The sea-booted youth began to bustle about at this summons, bearing things out into the darkness and running back for more with an alacrity which one would hardly have suspected from his uncouth appearance. "Can I wash my hands?" asked Girdlestone. There were several crimson stains where he had held the body of the murdered girl.
"But what'll 'e do wi'out a 'elper?" persisted Simon. "Lord knows!" returned the Ancient; "unless Job thinks better of it." "Not me," said that individual, feeling his right elbow with tender solicitude. "I'm done wi' Black Jarge, I am. 'E nigh broke my back for me once afore, but this is the last time; I never swing a sledge for Black Jarge again danged if I du!"
On the contrary, allow me to introduce you to Miss Fitzhugh, daughter of the late Squire! Jarge. Well, this du be a day! To think of our Rachel now! Fitzhugh. MY Rachel now. Your Rachel always! Two walls of the room are completely hidden from floor to ceiling by magnificently-bound books: the third wall at the back is hidden by boxes of immensely expensive cigars.
"Ay, that there be, and no wonder," Bill said angrily, "there be twenty hands turned adrift. Oi bee one of them myself." "You, Bill! I had no idea you had been discharged." "Ay; oi have got the sack, and so ha' my brother and young Jarge Marner, and most o' t' young chaps in the mill.
But, before Barnabas could reply, another man appeared, being also clad in velveteens and carrying a long barrelled gun. "Wot be doin', Jarge?" he inquired of Stentor, in a surly tone, "wot be wastin' time for" "W'y, lookee, I be about to ax this 'ere deaf chap a question, though ready, ah! an' willin' to shout it, if so be 'e gives the word."
"Jarge and I will get into our oil duds, and then we can lock up the shop. It'll have to take care of itself until we come back." The two gentlemen walked down to the edge of the sea. There was a little dinghy there, and the boat was anchored a couple of hundred yards off.
Young Jarge straightened up, raised one hand in acknowledgment of the summons, and came crunching slowly across the shingle towards the boat. Ole Jarge sat smoking in philosophical silence till his son was beside him. Then he removed his pipe and spat over the listed gunwale. "'Er's daid," he observed laconically.
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