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Culpepper's animation dropped like the light of a torch that is dowsed. 'Put up thy pot skewer, he said; 'my Kat is tall and fairish and unwed. Ha' ye not seen her with the Lady Mary of England's women? The young Poins, zealous to be rid of the matter, answered fervently: 'Never. She is not talked of in the Court. 'That is the best hearing, Thomas Culpepper said.
The old man surveyed him sturdily from his head to his heels and winked once more at Katharine. 'I would I had had such manners as a stripling, he uttered in a round and friendly voice. 'I might have prospered better in love. Going sturdily along the corridor he picked up Culpepper's sword and set it against the wall.
Mr Culpepper's report certainly differed somewhat from that of Bob Cross.
Fadge flattered me with confidential chat, and I discovered at length why Barlow had asked me to meet him; it's Fadge that is going to edit Culpepper's new monthly you've heard about it? and he had actually thought it worth while to enlist me among contributors! Now, how's that for a piece of news? The speaker looked from Reardon to Amy with a smile of vast significance.
When he strode through our peaceful village, he awoke many a war song in our breasts. As for our hero, Mars, the war god forged iron reeds for his lute, and he breathed into it the spirit of the age, and all the valour, all the chivalry of a golden day came pouring out of his impassioned reeds." Such is the magic of those large white plumes on Martin Culpepper's memory.
For a consideration in marbles he taught Buck Culpepper the chords in "G" on the guitar, and for further consideration taught him the chords in "D" and "C," and with the aid of Jimmy Fernald, aged nine, and Molly Culpepper, aged eleven, one with a triangle and the other with a pumpkin reed pipe, John organized his Band, which he led with his mouth-organ, and exhibited in Culpepper's barn, appropriating to himself as the director the pins charged at the door.
He found that gentleman, dressed in his best, sitting in an easy-chair with his hands folded over a fancy waistcoat of startling design, and, placing a small box of small cigars on his knees, wished him the usual "Happy Returns." The entrance of the ladies, who seemed as though they had just come off the ice, interrupted Mr. Culpepper's thanks.
The trace of his sea-sickness had left him; he swore to tear Culpepper's throat apart as if it had been capon flesh. Throckmorton swiftly quartered the gardens, sending, in his passage beneath the tall palace arch, a dozen men to search all the paths for any drunkards that might there lie hidden.
Well, now you have excited my curiosity! where can he be?" "Do you promise, then?" "Oh, yes! I will promise, because I am sure Lady Lufton won't ask me as to Captain Culpepper's whereabouts. We won't tell; will we, Lucy?" "He has gone to Gatherum Castle for a day's pheasant-shooting. Now, mind, you must not betray us. Her ladyship supposes that he is shut up in his room with a toothache.
There were scriptural commentaries, Dugdale's Gazetteer, Culpepper's Herbal, and works by Bunyan and Flavius Josephus in the drawing-room bookcase; also Uncle Tom's Cabin. And Mrs. Baines, in considering the welfare of her daughters, looked askance at the whole remainder of printed literature.
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