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During the uproar they had not heard wheels in the drive, so they were startled by Vessons' intrigue insertion of himself into a small opening of the door, his firm shutting of it as if in face of a beleaguering host, and his stentorian whisper: 'Ere's Clombers now! as if to say, 'When you let a woman in you never know what'll become of it. 'Tell 'em I'm ill dead! said his master.
'Tell 'em I'm in the bath anything, only send them away! They heard Vessons recitative. 'The master's very sorry, mum, but he's got the colic too bad to see you. It's heave, curse, heave, curse, till I pray for a good vomit! The Clombers, urgent upon his track, shouldered past and strode in. 'What the devil do they want? muttered Reddin. He rose sulkily.
'Be I? Hazel felt that she was always causing something wrong. Then she sighed. 'I canna leave 'im. 'Why not? 'He wunna let me. With that phrase, all unconsciously, she took a most ample revenge on the Clombers; for it rang in their ears all night, and they knew it was true. On Sunday Vessons put his resolve to go to the Mountain and reveal Hazel's whereabouts into practice.
Really, it was for the woman who had, in a few weeks after meeting him, found favour in Reddin's eyes, and attained that defeat which, to women even so desiccated as the Clombers, is the one desired victory. They had come, as they told each other before and after their visit, to snatch a brand from the burning.
Three times a year he stated in the Undern pew at Wolfbatch that he intended to continue leading a godly, righteous, and sober life. At these times, with amber lights from the windows playing over his well-shaped head, his rather heavy face looked, as the Miss Clombers from Wolfbatch Hall said, 'so chivalrous, so uplifted. The Miss Clombers purred when they talked, like cats with a mouse.
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