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He was fastened by the arm to a peasant of Poujols named Mourgue, a man about fifty, who had been brutified by the scorching sun and the hard labour of tilling the ground. Crooked-backed already, his hands hardened, his face coarse and heavy, he blinked his eyes in a stupid manner, with the stubborn, distrustful expression of an animal subject to the lash.
From babyhood he had suffered from a grievous deformity which rounded his little shoulders and bowed the frail form. It was characteristic of the kindly folk of the neighborhood, that, instead of calling the boy Hump-backed or Crooked-backed Jacob, they gave him the name of Stoopin' Jacob, as if the bowed and bent posture was voluntary, and not enforced.
This was directed against the Duke of Cumberland, of Culloden fame, who was in it compared to the crooked-backed Richard III.; and it was generally attributed to Lord Egmont, M.P., as spokesman of the opposition to the government of George II., then headed by the Prince of Wales, who died the year following.
"All the committee but the parson," his son admitted. "And all good men," Uncle Jason said reflectively. "Schoolhouse locked?" "So they say," Marty declared. "That's what set them on Nelson. Only him and the janitor carry keys to the building." "Who's the janitor?" asked Uncle Jason. "Benny Thread. You know, the little crooked-backed feller lives on Paige Street.
It is said of those who are small and crooked-backed in their bodies, that their minds are equally cross-grained and their tempers as ungainly as their stature. But no one had ever said this of Mary Belton.
Has it not been proved to us that crooked-backed Richard was a good and politic King; and that the iniquities of Henry VIII are fabulous? whereas the agreeable predilections of our early youth are disturbed by our hearing that glorious Queen Bess, and learned King James, were mean, bloodthirsty, and selfish.
But, before he reached the narrow doorway which led out of the cave, he met two crooked-backed dwarfs, much smaller and much uglier than any he had seen before. "What have you there?" asked one of them, whose name was Brok. "Hair for Sif, a spear for Odin, and a ship for Frey," answered Loki. "Let us see them," said Brok.
The girl could not make out what the trouble with him was, and she was puzzled. "I guess you forgot I told you I was moving," he said hesitatingly. "Oh, I remember! And you've moved up into this neighborhood?" "Not exactly. I am going to lodge with the Threads, but I shall continue to eat Marm Parraday's cooking." "The Threads?" murmured Janice. "You know. The little, crooked-backed man.
He's a crooked-backed, black-faced, hairy ape of a dwarf, but highly popular on account of his music. Also, he's crazy about Chaldea, and loves her to distraction." "Does she love him?" Miss Greeby asked in her direct fashion. "No," replied Lambert, coloring under his tan, and closed his lips firmly. He was a very presentable figure of a man, as he walked beside the unusually tall woman.
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