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'We was in a deep talk at the moment, continued Blore, 'and Natty had just brought up that story about old Jeremiah Paddock's crossing the park one night at one o'clock in the morning, and seeing Sir Blount a-shutting my lady out-o'-doors; and we was saying that it seemed a true return that he should perish in a foreign land; when we happened to look up, and there was Sir Blount a-walking along.
The next moment there was a rustling through the trees at another point, and a man and woman appeared. The woman took shelter under a tree, and the man, bearing wraps and umbrellas, came forward. 'My lady's man and maid, said Sammy. 'Is her ladyship here? asked the man. 'No. I reckon her ladyship keeps more kissable company, replied Nat Chapman. 'Pack o' stuff! said Blore. 'Not here?
The Earl of Salisbury was the first to move; but he had no sooner put himself in march from Yorkshire to join the Duke of York at Ludlow, than Lord Audley, with 7000 men, attempted to intercept him. They met at Blore Heath, in Staffordshire. Audley was drawn into a snare, and slain by Sir Roger Kynaston with his own hand; along with him fell 2000 of his followers.
'Four, four backbones, said Haymoss, decisively. 'Yes, four, threw in Sammy Blore, with additional weight of experience. 'For you want one in front for breast-ploughing and such like, one at the right side for ground-dressing, and one at the left side for turning mixens.
She was in reality much stronger than many of her taller, more robust-looking sisters, who, whether wives or spinsters, if they required assistance, had to look for it in quinine. An uneasy jealousy of Fay led Lady Blore frequently to point out that Fay was always well enough to do what she wanted.
The Earl of Salisbury, marching to join the Duke of York, was overtaken at Blore Heath, on the borders of Staffordshire, by Lord Audley, who commanded much superior forces; and a small rivulet with steep banks ran between the armies.
Just tell them, Mr Blore, what I say; for I never can make these marabout chaps understand my lingo." Knowing that Ben's remarks would not be favourably received, I confess that I did not translate them literally, but replied: "My brother listens with all respect to the wisdom which has proceeded from your mouths.
I had never before been there, though I had occasionally seen his tall, gaunt figure as he wended his way to church on Sunday; for on no other day in the week did he appear out of doors. "Here's Charlie Blore, who wants to have his jacket mended, Mr Spurling," said Dick, introducing me. "A grammar-school boy?" asked the tailor, looking at me. "Yes; and in my class," answered Dick.
Returning in the evening, we met Ben with his camel beside which it was his duty to sleep close to his master's tent. Ours was not far off. "I have a notion, Mr Blore," said Ben, "that if you could take my place for the evening, you would find out more of what these fellows are about than I can.
I see now that you must have listened outside the door." Aunt Aggie experienced a second shock. How did Mary always spy out these things? "I can't think," continued Lady Blore, "how you can lower yourself to eavesdrop in the way you do; and if you must do these underhand actions, why you don't conceal them better.
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