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The Cornishman glared at him, and turned away with a low, savage oath. "Are you hurt, Mr. Macdonald?" asked the captain. "Hurt! Not at all, Captain. I cut myself while I was shaving this morning just a scratch," was the ironic answer. "There's been some dirty work going on. I'll see the men are punished, sir." "Forget it, Captain. I'll attend to that little matter."
Hardly realizing what he was doing or why he was doing it, Fairchild seized Anita in his arms, and raising her to his breast as though she were a child, rushed out through the cross-cut and along the cavern to the fissure, there to find Harry awaiting them. "Put 'er in first!" said the Cornishman anxiously. "The farther the safer. Did you 'ear anything more?"
He was a tall savage, with a big black beard, and wavy hair like a Cornishman. He was dressed in an old pair of dandy riding breeches of Jim's, which reached a short way below the knees, fitting closely, and a blue check shirt rolled up above the elbow showing his lean wiry forearm, seamed and scarred with spear wounds and bruises.
It was an idea that came to him from the little piece of superstition that he carried about with him every Cornishman carries it.
His broad, honest visage was bordered by a hedge of red beard, and a light of dry humor shone upon it: he looked, we thought, like a Cornishman, and the contrast between him and the viso sciolto, pensieri stretti expression of Count Giovanni was curious enough. Concerning his people, he knew little; but the Capo-gente of Fozza could tell me everything.
Jack then made haste back, to rejoice his friends with the news of the giant's death. When the justices of Cornwall heard of this valiant action, they sent for Jack, and declared that he should always be called Jack the Giant Killer; and they also gave him a sword and belt, upon which was written, in letters of gold: "This is the valiant Cornishman Who slew the giant Cormoran."
His own account of his antecedents was to the effect that his father was a Cornishman, his mother a Swiss governess, and that he had been brought up by the latter in Bâle, from which city he had at an early age set out to make his fortune. Whether or not this statement was exact is a matter of minor moment.
'Divorce him and take up with the Cornishman! replied the raffish washerwoman, exploding into Gargantuan laughter. Done had often thought of Ryder since the night of the troopers' raid on Mrs. Kyley's grog-store, but had seen nothing of him in the meantime. Mike recalled him to his mind again as they were lying out in the moonlight on a Sunday night about two weeks later.
"I thought " "Installments!" the Cornishman burst out. "Ten per cent. down and the rest when they catch me. Installments!" He jabbed forth a heavy finger and punched Fairchild in the ribs. "Where's Mother 'Oward? Won't I knock 'er eyes out?" Fairchild laughed he couldn't help it in spite of the fact that five hundred dollars might have gone a long way toward unwatering that shaft.
His eye was all alert. It was clear, the man was keen on every passing chance of a stray hundred or two extra. His keenness disconcerted the conscientious and idealistic Cornishman. For a second or two Tyrrel debated how to open fire upon so unwonted an enemy. At last he began, stammering, "I've a friend who has made a design for the Wharfedale Viaduct."
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