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At the same time a joke was a joke, and if a joke turned on breaking the game laws, or hoodwinking them appointed to uphold right and justice, Chawner would tell the joke and derive a good deal of satisfaction from Sam's attitude thereto.
Blinkhorn, whose good opinion he had now lost for ever. "Please, sir," said Chawner, "I can feel something like a purse in his pocket. Shall I take it out, sir?" "As he refuses to act with common honesty yes," said Mr. Blinkhorn.
Chawner would very probably have petitioned to stay in that evening as well, had he had time and presence of mind to do so; as it was, he was obliged to go away and get ready for church, but when his preparations were made he came back to Paul, and leaning over him said with an unpleasant scowl, "If I get back in time, Bultitude, we'll see whether you baulk me quite so easily.
The yard showed signs that the unusual had lately been happening there. Ladders reclined against the walls. Moreover, one of the windows of the office had been taken out of its frame, leaving naught but an oblong aperture. Through this aperture Edwin could see the busy, eager forms of his father, Big James, and Chawner.
"Don't get in a passion, Dickie," said Chawner; "it's Sunday. You'll have to let me go up instead of you when I've frightened them a little more." "Who do you mean by them, sir?" said Paul, growing puzzled. "As if you didn't know! Oh, you're too clever for me, Dickie, I can see," sniggered Chawner. "I tell you I don't know!" said Mr. Bultitude.
"This is very suspicious," said the Doctor; "if your conscience were good, Bultitude, you could have no object in preventing me from hearing Chawner. I hear Chawner first." "Then, sir, if you please," said Chawner, with an odious side smirk of triumph at Paul, who, quite crushed by the horror of the situation, had collapsed feebly on his chair again, "I thought it was my duty to let you see this.
"We'll live to be married, old socks," continued Dan in a robuster voice, "but I've got the worst dose o' prickly heat you ever saw." The following day our three friends were riding the range. Six months afterwards, Professor Adam Chawner resumed his work at the Smithsonian Institute.
"S'sh! here's the Doctor," whispered Chawner hurriedly. "I'll tell you after tea. What am I doing out of my place, sir? Oh, I was only asking Bultitude what was the collect for to-day, sir. Fourth Sunday after the Epiphany? thank you, Bultitude." And he glided back to his seat, leaving Paul in a state of vague uneasiness.
But he said nought. Then Samuel turned and beckoned Mr. Green with a policeman's nod that can't be denied. And Chawner followed after him like a dog, while Cicely went in the house and slammed home the door behind her.
Paul's heart leaped with triumph; with his enemy out of the way, he could carry out his purpose unhindered. The same thing apparently occurred to Chawner, for he said mildly, "Please, sir, may Richard Bultitude come too?" "Can't Bultitude ask leave for himself?" said the Doctor. "I, sir!" said the horrified Paul, "it's a mistake I don't want to go. I I don't feel very well this evening!"
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