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The neighboring gentry rightly estimated the domestic life at Castle Cragg and the character of its inmates, and refrained from calling there. This avoidance of her society by the county families galled Faustina. "What do they mean by it?" she said to herself. "I am the Honorable Mrs. Dugald. Ah, they think I have lost myself.
"An' I say it were done on a foul," reiterated Cragg, with another blow of his fist, "an' wot's more, if Buck Vibart stood afore me ah, in this 'ere very room, I'd prove my words." "Humph!" said the red-headed man, "they do say as he's wonderful quick wi' his 'mauleys, an' can hit like a sledgehammer."
When you have read them all, you will know as much as I do," said the judge, as he drew from his pocket a parcel of papers and looked over them. "There, read that first," he continued, placing one in Ishmael's hand. Ishmael opened the letter and read as follows: "Castle Cragg, near Banff, Buchan, Scotland.
Vibart, your excellent cousin is forever up to something or other, and has escaped the well-merited consequences, more than once, owing to his friendship with, and the favor of his friend " "George?" said I. "Exactly!" said my companion, raising himself on his elbow, and nodding: "George." "Have you ever heard mention of Tom Cragg, the Pugilist?"
But Claudia grasped the arm of the countess and exclaimed in alarm: "I had forgotten. I cannot leave the hotel yet, because I cannot pay the bill. My lost purse contained all the money that I brought from Castle Cragg." "What of that? I am your mother, Claudia, until you hear from your father; and your banker until you recover your money.
MacDonald, I thank you for the kindness you have shown me," said Faustina. Mrs. MacDonald kissed her by way of answer. And then she sent out and ordered a luxurious little dinner, which was promptly brought and served in the cell. And after dinner they had a dessert of fruit, and after that coffee, just as they bad been accustomed to have these things at Castle Cragg. Coffee cup in hand, Mrs.
Ah! but if he should be ill, or even dead? What then? Claudia's anxiety grew daily more acute. She had heard nothing of the fate of her negroes. She learned by a second letter from Jean Murdock that Mrs. Dugald still remained at Castle Cragg, "lording it o'er a'," as the housekeeper expressed it.
The fellow in question stared at me, glanced slowly round, and, sitting down, buried his face in his tankard. "Come, Tom Cragg," said I, "a while ago you seemed very anxious for a man to fight; well I'm your man," and with the words I stripped off my coat and laid it across a chairback.
"His Grace will see you this instant, not a doubt of it." He turned and called down the passage. "Cragg!" A young man in a buff coat came forward, and to him Venner delivered Wilding and Trenchard that he might announce them to His Grace. In the room that had been set apart for him abovestairs, Monmouth still sat at table.
"And you, sir," said he, "are a better listener, and, look you, a good listener is mighty hard to come by. Howsomever, here's the end o' my journey, more's the pity, but if you " "Tom," said I suddenly, "you never heard of Tom Cragg, did you?" "Can't say as I have," he answered, stroking his chin thoughtfully, "though there was a Dick Snagget in the 'Thirty-Ninth, I remember."
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