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Gladding insisted on being landed in order to prevent, by exercise, taking cold, threatening in his turn the constable, that if his clothes were spoiled he should come upon him for the damage. Poor Basset, quite confounded by these harrowing events, had not a word to answer, and replied only by shrugging and twisting his shoulders with pain.
And I'll lay all I'm worth to a penny-piece that the Duke and those men are gladding their eyes with the sight of them just now! in Mitchington's office and that the information that they were where they've just been found was given to the Duke by Glassdale!" "Glassdale! That man!" exclaimed Bryce, who was puzzling his brain over possible developments. "That man, sir!" repeated Harker.
The proceedings were opened by a formal questioning. "Name?" "Samuel Gladding." "Age?" "Twenty-four." "Nativity?" "American. Born in Orange, New Jersey." "Citizen of Canada?" "No." "First came to Canada?" "February 18 last." "Arrived at Caribou Lake?" "May 3. Travelling with Messrs. Skinner, Marr, Hagland, and Fraser in the capacity of cook."
Judge Bernard was too well-acquainted with the honest independence of Gladding to be offended at his uncomplimentary frankness. Nor, indeed, looking at it from Tom's point of view, could he avoid feeling a certain respect for that right-mindedness, which regarded not merely the personal remuneration to be received, but, also, the general benefit to be produced. He laughed, therefore, as he replied
"I say, squire," exclaimed Tom Gladding, a tall, awkward, good-natured looking fellow, with legs sprawling out, and heels on the top of the stove, addressing himself to a man in a black suit, rather better dressed than the others, "what do you think of this here rusty old Father Holden cut up last night at Conference?"
Now it's my opinion," said Basset, lowering his voice and looking round suspiciously as if he were afraid of an action for slander should he be overheard, "that Holden himself made the assault." "That ain't possible," said Gladding, confidently. "You and Prime stood by the door and would ha' seen him if he'd come out there, and I know he didn't jump out o' the window, for I should ha' seen him."
He also called down the hall to ask Mrs. Gladding and the young ladies to come in and greet Mr. Hamshaw. "Before they come," began the latter, fidgeting nervously, "I want to say that I expect to marry Miss Frost. It's been hard work to choose between them " "What are you talking about?" gasped the father.
"May God forget me, Mr. Holden," he stammered, in a broken voice, "if I forget this service," and taking the boy by the hand he led him home. "Well," said Gladding, who had been looking on, "Jim don't mind it much, but I guess it'll do old Davenport good."
"All things are reduced to a quiet calm," said Buckhurst, "ready to receive my Lord of Leicester and his authority, whenever he cometh." The quarrel of Hohenlo with Sir Edward Norris had been, by the exertions of Buckhurst, amicably arranged: the Count became an intimate friend of Sir John, "to the gladding of all such as wished well to, the country;" but he nourished a deadly hatred to the Earl.
"What's that?" shouted Mr. Hamshaw, coming to his feet and toppling over backward again. The others stared at him as if he were mad. "How how many have you I mean, how many daughters are there?" "Two!" exclaimed Mrs. Gladding, freezing up immediately. The society young women relaxed into a giggle. "Then who is this a joke?" gasped Mr. Hamshaw, perspiration starting in torrents.
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