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They kept him sane, so that he could hold his own, as he might not have done in a room full of winter brightness. "Hullo!" cried Caleb Rivers, in his neutral voice. "Here's Mr. Oldfield. Well, Mr. Oldfield, there's a good deal on hand." "Called any votes?" asked Nicholas. "Well, no," said Caleb, scraping his chin. "I guess we're sort o' takin' the sense o' the meetin'."
"Yes! loose to the figure!" cried the Blind Girl, laughing heartily; "and in it, you, dear father, with your merry eye, your smiling face, your free step, and your dark hair looking so young and handsome!" "Halloa! Halloa!" said Caleb. "I shall be vain presently!" "I think you are already," cried the Blind Girl, pointing at him in her glee. "I know you, father! Ha, ha, ha!
George Eliot, or Mary Ann Evans, was born at Arbury Farm, in the parish of Chilvers Coton, Warwickshire, on the 22nd of November, 1819. She was the fifth and last child of her father by his second wife of that father whose sound sense and integrity she so keenly appreciated, and who was to a certain extent the original of her famous characters of Adam Bede and Caleb Garth.
Day after day, the General Court balloted; and the boy haunted the gallery, following the roll-call, and wondered what Caleb Cushing meant by calling Mr. Sumner a "one-eyed abolitionist." Truly the difference in meaning with the phrase "one-ideaed abolitionist," which was Mr. Cushing's actual expression, is not very great, but neither the one nor the other seemed to describe Mr.
Caleb Balderstone has been perhaps unduly objected to by the very persons who praise the whole book; but he is certainly somewhat of what the French call a charge. Bucklaw, though agreeable, is very slight; Craigengelt a mere 'super'; the Marquis shadowy.
"I have done nothing. I saw a man walk past the sentries, that is all." "She lies," said the officer contemptuously. "Here, kill this traitress." A man advanced lifting his sword, and Miriam, thinking that all was over, hid her eyes while she waited for the blow. Before it fell, however, Caleb whispered something to the officer which caused him to change his mind. "So be it," he said.
Caleb recalled himself with an effort from a contemplation of the sudden, prideful something which had warmed him while Steve was shaking hands. He smiled, mechanically. "I suppose it's the usual raid upon the commissary," he answered. Allison mounted heavily to the verandah. "Right!" he exclaimed. "Right! You'll notice that Barbara has already gone on ahead.
She made her slender neck very straight and stiff, and her lips set themselves firmly over the words, "I guess Caleb won't do you no hurt, Aunt Melissa. He don't want you should make yourself a laughin'-stock, nor I don't either. There's Uncle Hiram, over lookin' at the pigs. I guess he don't see you. Caleb, le's we move on!" Aunt Melissa stood looking after them, a mass of quivering wrath.
The downland shepherds, Caleb said, were as a rule clever poachers; and it is really not surprising, when one considers the temptation to a man with a wife and several hungry children, besides himself and a dog, to feed out of about seven shillings a week.
After I became acquainted with Caleb he was ill and not likely to recover, and for over two years could not get about. During all this time he spoke often to me of his brother and wished he could see him. I wondered why he did not write; but he would not, nor would the other.
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