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By the by, my dear Solomon, the force of religion must be singularly strong and impressive in your life and conduct, when you have been able so wholesomely to influence that rascal bailiff of ours, Darby O'Drive.
While McCloskey was still prophesying failure, he was giving the word to Darby, the hoister engineer. "Now then, Billy, try your hitch! Put the strain on a little at a time and often. Steady! now you've got her keep her coming!" Slowly the big freight-puller rose out of its furrow in the gravel, righting itself to the perpendicular as it came.
Of course, I'd expect you to think of that first you who loved Beatrice so dearly!" Neilson's face was white with disdain. "It'll be recorded in our names, by then likely Chan is already in Bradleyburg and Darby himself is the only man on earth we have to fear." He paused, putting his faith in desperate craft.
I wasn't going to send a poor fellow on his last pilgrimage with any Boche leg, and said so. Later I heard this undertaking genius of a Tommy grousing and muttering to himself. "Cawn't please Darby," says he, "no matter wot. Fawncy the blighter'd feel better wif two legs, if one was Boche. It's a fair crime sendin' 'im hover the river wif only one."
"It's really pathetic our Darby and Joan existence to be ruffled like this! Thank goodness, he's in bed, for to-night, at any rate!" They got out the chessmen, and played very happily until Norah's bedtime. "Do you ride, Cecil?" Mr. Linton asked next morning at breakfast. "Ride? Oh, certainly," Cecil answered. "I suppose you're all very keen on that sort of thing up here?"
I s'pose the snow went off before he got ready to haul them to the mill; but if he had peeled them in June or July, they would have been all right; but now they will be about sp'iled by the worms." Mr. Wetherell got Darby turned around after much backing and getting up, for the lane was narrow, and we started homeward. As we rode slowly along, Mr.
In a few minutes the movement became so general and simultaneous that the premises were a perfect wreck, and nothing was to be seen but meal and flour, and food of every description, either borne off by the hungry crowd, or scattered most wickedly and wantonly through the streets, while, in the very midst of the tumult, Tom Dalton was seen dragging poor Darby out by the throat, and over to the centre of the street.
Ridgett smiled, and opened conversation in a very pleasant easy fashion. "From the look of things," he said facetiously, "I hazard the guess that you two aren't long home from the honeymoon." "You're off the line there," said Dale. "We're quite an old Darby and Joan." "Really!" And Mr. Ridgett's smile, as he regarded Mrs. Dale, expressed admiration and surprise. "Appearances are deceitful.
"Arrah, it's humbugging me yez are," said Darby, roughly, while he threw himself down into his chair in apparent ill temper. A loud burst of laughter broke from the bar at this sudden ebullition of passion, so admirably feigned that none suspected its reality; and while the sounds of mirth were subsiding, Darby dropped his head, and placed his hand above his ear.
In the contagion of suppressed excitement, the other prisoners paused, their tools held stiffly in their hands. Kinney's mind seemed to be reaching, groping for some astonishing truth that eluded him. The old man ran, in great strides, toward him. "My God, aren't you Ben Darby?" he demanded. The convict answered him as from a great distance, his voice cool and calm with an infinite certainty.
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