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Only Norton Pyford, in a sort of befuddled gallantry, suggested that the ladies might have sentimental confidences to exchange, and leered amorously at Elise Durwent. 'Well, said Lady Durwent, 'I am sure we are all curious to hear what Mr. Selwyn thinks of England, so I think we shall have coffee here. Is it agreeable to every one?
"'Well, anyway he made out some relationship between us, or at least I thought he did and maybe that was as good and faith may be a great deal better, for if ever a man had the look of a schemer about him the same customer had. At any rate we had some drink together, and went on very well till we got befuddled, which, it seems, is his besetting sin.
This was certainly a night of strange adventure, thought Larry. His wild escape his coming to this unknown place and now this befuddled young fellow intent upon battle with him. "Let's fight to-morrow," Larry suggested soothingly. "Put 'em up!" ordered the other. "If you don't know what you're doin' here, I'll show you what you're doin' here!"
He knew that the end awaited him somewhere ahead, but it was far ahead, very far, even many leagues beyond York factory, and his mind, again dropping into the dulness of his early awakening, refused to concern itself with aught save the blue sky and the sound of water lapping on birchbark. That sound was sweet to his befuddled brain, suggesting something vaguely pleasant.
A fearful sight met his eyes. On the bed, where he lay half undressed on top of the covers, was Mr. Fulton, blood streaming down his battered face. "What has happened?" gasped Jerry, seeing that the man's eyes were open. But there was no answer, and he saw that Mr. Fulton was too dazed to give any account of the events that had left him so befuddled.
Then for a moment he had almost believed that they were all going to be happy together. That had been last night. Now there was nothing left but the bailiff, still slightly befuddled, an incredible pile of unwashed dishes and an atmosphere of stale tobacco. James Stonehouse had gone off early in a black and awful temper.
Don't talk to me. Go on with your flea-skinning, and let me alone. I know what I'm about!" "You don't, for you are too befuddled with liquor to know," retorted the calm old man. "I can remind you of a thing that maybe you ought to recall. There was a white man lynched for a certain offence two months ago. It was done by a mob of eight or ten young devils on a drunken rampage.
By some accident, it was thought, the boat got away when he was befuddled with drink in a wood-chopper's cabin a stout, trig little craft it was! When he found it was gone, he was wild, for although he saw it afloat at a considerable distance down the Mississippi, it suddenly disappeared near Bogue Holauba, cargo and all. No trace of its fate was ever discovered.
"My dear governor, you are the one great man in State politics, but that unimportant fact would not have landed you into your present seat had not the little revivalistic episode befuddled the brains of the convention." Nicholas shook his head impatiently. "You make too much of that," he said. "Perhaps. I want to impress upon you that you have a hard fight before you.
Yet he could not for the life of him resist a hearty laugh when the befuddled Eskimo blinked up in his face with an imbecile smile, and said "Wh-whash 'e matter, y-you st-stupid ole' K-K-Kablunet?"
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