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Updated: May 18, 2025
"If Rachel has testified to his innocence, Miss Clack, I don't scruple to say that I believe in his innocence as firmly as you do: I have been misled by appearances, like the rest of the world; and I will make the best atonement I can, by publicly contradicting the scandal which has assailed your friend wherever I meet with it.
'Tis all wan now. Wanton or no wanton, she've flummoxed me this day. The giglot lied an' said the thing that was not. She'm not o' the Kingdom the fust Tregenza as ever lied the fust." "God send it edn' as bad as it do look, master. 'Er caracter belike ban't gone. S'pose as she'm married?" "Hould your clack, wummon. I be thinkin'." He was thinking, indeed.
Here Janice interrupted by saying, "You breakfasted in Trenton what a pity!" "Janice!" snapped her mother, warningly. "Cease thy clack and set a chair for Philemon this instant." That individual tried to help the girl, but he was not quick enough, except to get awkwardly in the way, and bring his shins in sharp contact with the edge of the chair.
The cool murmur of the creek grew far away, I felt my poetry books slip off my knees and fall to the floor, but I was too content to bother about them too happy to need their consolation, which I had previously so often and so hungrily sought. Youth! Joy! Warmth! The clack of the garden gate, as it swung to, awoke me from a pleasant sleep.
The stick came down with a silly, flat clack upon the watcher a roadside boulder. "It's just a rock, Gertie! Jiminy, I'm glad! It's just a rock!... Aw, I knew it was a rock all the time! Ben Rusk gets scared every time he sees a stump in the woods, and he always thinks it's a robber." Chattily, Carl went back, lifted her again, endured her kissing his cheek, and they started on.
Then, the windlass was wound; and, slip, slap, click, clack, it went round the pawl belaying every inch of cable got in. "Cheerily, men! heave with a will!" urged the second-mate; and the brawny fellows bent all their strength to the handspikes, heaving them down with sheer brute force. "Hove short!" presently sang out Mr Capstan.
Towards luncheon time not for the sake of the creature-comforts, but for the certainty of finding dear aunt I put on my bonnet to go to Montagu Square. Just as I was ready, the maid at the lodgings in which I then lived looked in at the door, and said, "Lady Verinder's servant, to see Miss Clack." I occupied the parlour-floor, at that period of my residence in London.
Sez he, "I'm afraid of this sperit so I am goin' to git a man that can do what I tell him and ask no questions; in these conditions," sez he, "I can swing right out and do justice to myself." "Then you do have some few fears about your plans yourself?" Sez he, "Let me once git into a place where my mind can work, I'll show what I can do, let me once git away from meddlin' and clack."
The tune, if it could be so called, was scaleless, and these were the words: "Monday mornin' I married me a wife, Thinkin' to lead a more contented life; Fiddlin' an' dancin' the' was played, To see how unhappy poor I was made. "Tuesday mornin', 'bout break o' day, While my head on the piller did lay, She tuned up her clack, an' scolded more Than I ever heard before."
The day had been filled with tremors and whirls, so dazed was I, dreamily listening to details, now startled, now seeming to be far away shaking hands, signing papers; and now it was all settled, and I, on a horse, rode toward home to seek a night of rest in the country. The moon was full. I heard the sharp clack of hoofs, and, looking back, I saw a man riding as if it were his aim to overtake me.
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