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A sudden exclamation from outside reminded them that the blind was not yet drawn, and they sprang apart in dismay as a grizzled and upright old warrior burst into the room and confronted them. "Pull that blind down!" he roared. "Not you," he continued, as Mr. Farrer hastened to help. "What do you mean by touching my blind? What do you mean by embracing my daughter? Eh? Why don't you answer?"
Knowing what great muscular power worms possess, and seeing how soft the concrete was in many parts, I was not surprised at its having been penetrated by their burrows; but it is a more surprising fact that the mortar between the rough stones of the thick walls, surrounding the rooms, was found by Mr. Farrer to have been penetrated by worms.
About one month before his death, his friend Mr. Farrer, for an account of whom I am by promise indebted to the Reader, and intend to make him sudden payment, hearing of Mr. Herbert's sickness, sent Mr. Edmund Duncon who is now Rector of Friar Barnet in the County of Middlesex from his house of Gidden Hall, which is near to Huntingdon, to see Mr.
"I'll dare you to go up and spend a night there alone," he said. "I'll dare you," said the incensed warrior, weakly. "All right; I'll spend Wednesday night there," said Mr. Farrer, "and I'll come round on Thursday and let you know how I got on." "I dare say," said the other; "but I don't want you here, and, what's more, I won't have you.
In the Venice Academy. Archivio, Anno VI., where reproductions of the two are given side by side, fasc. vi. p. 412. Two other repetitions exist, one at Stuttgart, the other in the collection of Sir William Farrer. Gentile died in 1507. Berenson: Venetian Painters, 3rd edition. Daily Telegraph, December 29th, 1899. Even the so-called Pseudo-Basaiti has been separated and successfully diagnosed.
She rose and, placing the lamp on the table, removed the chimney, and then sought round the room for the matches. Mr. Farrer, who had two boxes in his pocket, helped her. They found a box at last on the mantelpiece, and Mr. Farrer steadied her by placing one arm round her waist while she lit the lamp.
"I'll dare you to go up and spend a night there alone," he said. "I'll dare you," said the incensed warrior, weakly. "All right; I'll spend Wednesday night there," said Mr. Farrer, "and I'll come round on Thursday and let you know how I got on." "I dare say," said the other; "but I don't want you here, and, what's more, I won't have you.
"That shows where he lives; a man might as well live in a well as up in Molasses Gap," said one of the younger men, pointing up to the Coolly. "Why, Ike Harkey is kicking about the six shotes the Deacon put off on him." "No, it wasn't the shotes, it was a farrer cow," put in Clint Stone. "Well, I heard it was a shote." "So did I," said another.
"It was open a little way, and he was standing up and measuring one of mother's nightgowns against his chest. I couldn't think what he was doing it for at first." Mr. Farrer whistled and his face hardened. "That's not fair play," he said at last. "All right; I'll be ready for him." "He doesn't like to be put in the wrong," said Miss Ward. "He wants to prove that you haven't got any courage.
"That'll do," said the sergeant-major, rising hastily and drawing himself up to his full height. "You asked me," said Mr. Farrer, in an aggrieved voice. "I know I did," said the sergeant-major, breathing heavily. "I know I did; but if I sit here listening to any more of your lies I shall be ill. The best thing you can do is to take that giggling girl out and give her a breath of fresh air.
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