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Waife had gone away, saying he should shortly return with the requisite testimonial. In fact, poor man, as we know, he was then counting on a good word from Mr. Hartopp. He had not, however, returned for some months. The cottage, having been meanwhile wanted for the temporary occupation of an under-gamekeeper, while his own was under repair, fortunately remained unlet.
MR. HARTOPP. "To give them useful knowledge." THE COMEDIAN. "And pleasurable sensations." MR. HARTOPP. "In a word, to instruct them." THE COMEDIAN. "And to amuse." "Eh!" said the Mayor, "amuse!"
But it was characteristic of the boy that he did not approach his allies till he had met and conferred with little Hartopp, President of the Natural History Society, an institution which Stalky held in contempt, Hartopp was more than surprised when the boy meekly, as he knew how, begged to propose himself, Beetle, and McTurk as candidates; confessed to a long-smothered interest in first-flowerings, early butterflies, and new arrivals, and volunteered, if Mr.
The "Boiler-plate" looked very foolish in an old Yale rowing shirt, with the "Y" stretched taut across his ponderous chest. He had a pair of arms like a blacksmith. Jack Drayton had taken off his coat and was in his shirt sleeves. He never looked at Natica, nor at the Hartopp; but he tossed me a stopwatch and told me to keep time. "We'll box five rounds, Percy," he said. Natica clapped her hands.
Four summers ago Mike had resigned the "first gem of the sea" in order to assist in making hay for a Saxon taskmaster. Mr. Hartopp, who farmed largely, had employed him in that rural occupation. Seized by a malignant fever, Mr. Hartopp had helped him through it, and naturally conceived a liking for the man he helped.
Just let us slip away now, and forget all about it." Natica laughed. Her eyes were on the door. "Remember, we've only been foolish," repeated the Hartopp. "Only foolish, that's all." She went to Natica and shook her arm roughly; there were feet upon the stairs. "You silly," she snapped. "You ought to be glad you're married to a gentleman. He's different from all the others.
"Poole," answered Hartopp. "Who is he, sir? A speculative man. He is connected with a new Company I am told it answers. And Mr. Poole may be a very honest man, but he does not impress me with that idea. I have grown careless; I know I am liable to be taken in I was so once and therefore I avoid 'Companies' upon principle especially when they promise thirty per cent., and work copper mines Mr.
Williams explaining to a fellow-burgess just returned to Gatesboro', after a week's absence, how and by what manner of man Mr. Hartopp had been taken in. At what Williams said, the Cobbler's cheek paled. When he joined the Comedian his manner was greatly altered; he gave the tickets without speaking, but looked hard into Waife's face, as the latter repaid him the fares.
I said so, remember but I swear I didn't think we'd do it so soon." "No," said Prout most firmly in Common-room. "I maintain that Gillett is wrong. True, I let them return to their study." "With your known views on cribbing, too?" purred little Hartopp. "What an immoral compromise!" "One moment," said the Reverend John.
Hartopp walked slowly up the room, his eye fixed Waife's; and that eye was so searching, though so mild, that the Comedian felt himself change colour.
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