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"Is he known in these parts?" said Olly Dowden. "Hardly," said Timothy; "but I name no name....Come, keep the fire up there, youngsters." "Whatever is Christian Cantle's teeth a-chattering for?" said a boy from amid the smoke and shades on the other side of the blaze. "Be ye a-cold, Christian?" A thin jibbering voice was heard to reply, "No, not at all."
He was Grandfer Cantle's youngest son. "What be ye quaking for, Christian?" said the turf-cutter kindly. "I'm the man." "What man?" "The man no woman will marry." "The deuce you be!" said Timothy Fairway, enlarging his gaze to cover Christian's whole surface and a great deal more; Grandfer Cantle meanwhile staring as a hen stares at the duck she has hatched.
Grandfer Cantle's watch had numbered many followers in years gone by, but since he had grown older faiths were shaken. Thus, the mummers having gathered hither from scattered points each came with his own tenets on early and late; and they waited a little longer as a compromise.
What do ye say," continued Fairway in brisker tones, and turning upon them as if the idea had not been Grandfer Cantle's "what do you say to giving the new man and wife a bit of a song to-night afore we go to bed being their wedding-day? When folks are just married 'tis as well to look glad o't, since looking sorry won't unjoin 'em.
"Ten minutes past by Blooms-End." "It wants ten minutes to, by Grandfer Cantle's watch." "And 'tis five minutes past by the captain's clock." On Egdon there was no absolute hour of the day.
"Is he known in these parts?" said Olly Dowden. "Hardly," said Timothy; "but I name no name... Come, keep the fire up there, youngsters." "Whatever is Christian Cantle's teeth a-chattering for?" said a boy from amid the smoke and shades on the other side of the blaze. "Be ye a-cold, Christian?" A thin jibbering voice was heard to reply, "No, not at all."
"Ten minutes past by Blooms-End." "It wants ten minutes to, by Grandfer Cantle's watch." "And 'tis five minutes past by the captain's clock." On Egdon there was no absolute hour of the day.
As the fly passed the group which had run out from the homestead they shouted "Hurrah!" and waved their hands; feathers and down floating from their hair, their sleeves, and the folds of their garments at every motion, and Grandfer Cantle's seals dancing merrily in the sunlight as he twirled himself about.
What do ye say," continued Fairway in brisker tones, and turning upon them as if the idea had not been Grandfer Cantle's "what do you say to giving the new man and wife a bit of a song tonight afore we go to bed being their wedding-day? When folks are just married 'tis as well to look glad o't, since looking sorry won't unjoin 'em.
As the fly passed the group which had run out from the homestead they shouted "Hurrah!" and waved their hands; feathers and down floating from their hair, their sleeves, and the folds of their garments at every motion, and Grandfer Cantle's seals dancing merrily in the sunlight as he twirled himself about.
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