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Boulby faced him complacently till he retired, and then observed to those of his sex surrounding her, "Don't 'woman-and-dog-and-walnut-tree' me! Some of you men 'd be the better for a drubbing every day of your lives. Sedgett yond' 'd be as big a villain as his son, only for what he gets at home." That was her way of replying to the Parthian arrow; but the barb was poisoned.
Eccles; and a man who's brave besides being good soon learns that." "Well spoken, Missis." "Is Robert to hear he's denied his father's house?" "I never said that, Mrs. Boulby.
Boulby cruelly retorted; "I won't send you home to your wife;" which created a roar against this hen-pecked man. "As to consequences, Missis, it's for your sake I'm looking at them," Sedgett said, when he had recovered from the blow. "You say that to the Excise, Mr. Sedgett; it, belike, 'll make 'em sorry." "Brandy's your weak point, it appears, Missis."
Boulby went into her parlour and wrote a letter to Robert, which she despatched by one of the loungers about the bar, who brought back news that three of the gentlemen of Fairly were on horseback, talking to Farmer Eccles at his garden gate. Affairs were waxing hot. The gentlemen had only to threaten Farmer Eccles, to make him side with his son, right or wrong.
The Summer Palace was burnt, I should explain, as a punishment for the cruel murder by the Chinese of a number of our officers and men, as well as poor Mr Boulby, the special correspondent of the Times, all of whom had been taken prisoners and tortured to death, though at the time they were under the protection of a flag of truce!
"Never," with a coquettish side-glance; "I should like so much to go. I have a foible for the English in spite of that vilain petit Boulby. Who is it gave you the commission for me? Ha! I guess, le Capitaine Nelton." "No. What year, Madame, if not impertinent, were you at Aix-la- Chapelle?" "You mean Baden? I was there seven years ago, when I met le Capitaine Nelton, bel homme aux cheveux rouges."
It was a moment of heaven, and God the Father could not give it to me twice The chance has gone. "Oh! what a miserable mad dog I am to gabble on in this way. Come in! come in, mother." Mrs. Boulby entered, with soft footsteps, bearing a letter. "From the Park," she said, and commenced chiding Robert gently, to establish her right to do it with solemnity. "He will talk, sir.
Eccles; and was thrown, and made insensible?" "Never knew such a thing to happen to him, Missis, and, what's more, I don't believe it. Mayhap you're come for his things: his Aunt Anne's indoors, and she'll give 'em up, and gladly. And my compliments to Robert, and the next time he fancies visiting Warbeach, he'd best forward a letter to that effect." Mrs. Boulby curtseyed humbly.
"Eh! but, Missis, I can tell you his name the gentleman's name," said Sedgett, placably. "He's a Mr. Algernon Blancove, and a cousin by marriage, or something, of Mrs. Lovell." "I reckon you're right about that, goodman," replied Mrs. Boulby, with intuitive discernment of the true from the false, mingled with a desire to show that she was under no obligation for the news.
Eccles; and it's to look well is his object: for he's not one to make a moan of himself, and doctors may starve before he'd go to any of them. And my begging prayer to you is, that when you see your son, you'll not tell him I let you know his head or any part of him was hurt. I wish you good morning, Mr. Eccles." "Good morning to you, Mrs. Boulby. You're a respectable woman."
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