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George is quite confounded by the spectacle he beholds from time to time as he peeps into the cab through the window behind him, where the grim Judy is always motionless, and the old gentleman with his cap over one eye is always sliding off the seat into the straw and looking upward at him out of his other eye with a helpless expression of being jolted in the back. More Old Soldiers Than One Mr.
"I never set eyes on one of 'em! They're too cunning for me." "Was my brother Charles one?" asked Tom, while Mr. Pye hastened away with the cloister keys. "I tell ye I never see'd one! Can't you believe?" Tom did believe, and went after the master and Judy. They entered the cloisters, and shouted for Charles. Nothing answered them but the echoes. To see whether he was there, was impossible.
She went back to her book, and Anne poured the hot corn into a big bowl and salted it. "Have some?" she asked the absorbed reader. Without taking her eyes from her book, Judy stretched out her hand, then all at once she flashed a glance into the rosy face so close to her own. "Anne," she said, almost humbly, "do you know you are more of a Ruskin girl than I am?
She had a week to think about it and grieve over it. The boys were going to school again now, and she saw but little of them. Judy had masters and mistresses, and was herself much out of sight. Matilda was to be under Norton's tutelage, it had been agreed; and accordingly he had put certain books in her hands and pointed out certain tasks; and Matilda laid hold of them with great zeal.
"Humbugged Maria with a lot of stuff and gave her nothing and didn't believe a single word she told him." Judy glanced without much interest at the railway laid out upon the floor, murmured "Oh, I see," and resumed her reading of the wonderful book she had purloined from the top shelf of a neglected bookcase outside the gun-room. It absorbed her.
"You ought to see her, Judge," Anne's tone was rapturous, "you just ought to see her." "Shall I come down?" Judy asked. She was glowing, radiant. "Yes, indeed. Come and dance on the path." Five minutes later Judy was whirling, wraithlike in the white light of the moon, which turned her scarlet trappings to silver. Anne sat by the Judge and made admiring comments. "Isn't it fine?" she asked.
All civilization implies a good deal of farce, but this was a poor refuge, a cheap device; I was glad when it fell away from her sincerity, when the day came on which she looked into my fire and said simply, 'An attachment like ours has no terms. 'I wonder, I said. 'For what comes and goes, she went on dreamily, 'how could there be a formula? 'Look here, Judy, I said, 'you know me very well.
"Thin there let ut rest," sez I; an' thinkin' I'd been a trifle onpolite, I sez, "The tay's not quite sweet enough for my taste. Put your little finger in the cup, Judy. 'Twill make ut necthar." "What's necthar?" sez she. "'Somethin' very sweet," sez I; an' for the sinful life av me I cud not help lookin' at her out av the corner av my eye, as I was used to look at a woman.
After a little turn up with a Judy he was fuller of that spirit of manly fortitude and forbearance so necessary to those whom Fate brought frequently into contact with Mr Dexter. The Judies wore mortar-boards, and it was an enjoyable pastime sending these spinning into space during one of the usual rencontres in the High Street.
"Judy wasn't the ghost, either, Miss Walker," said Molly, glad to be able to defend her friend on safe grounds. "The night we were chased Judy was in our rooms all the time. Last night was the first time she had ever done anything so foolish. It was only because a girl she goes with bet she wouldn't. It was the same girl that made her dye her hair," Molly added, without any feeling of disloyalty.
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