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Here King, who loathed the Natural History Society because he did not like Hartopp, could no longer be restrained. He begged them not to add mendacity to open insolence. But the badger was in Mr. Hartopp's rooms, sir. The Sergeant had kindly taken it up for them. That disposed of the badger, and the temporary check brought King's temper to boiling-point.
The train heaves into movement Hartopp runs on by its side along the stand his hat off-kissing his hand; then, as the convoy shoots under yon dark tunnel, and is lost to sight, he turns back, and seeing Merle, says to him, "You know that gentleman the old one?" "Yes, a many year." "Ever heard anything against him?" "Yes, once at Gatesboro'." "At Gatesboro'! ah! and you did not believe it?"
His gay spirits fell, falling lower and lower, the nearer the Mayor's step came to him; and when Hartopp, without speaking, took his hand, not in compliment, not in congratulation, but pressed it as if in deep compassion, still looking him full in the face, with those pitying, penetrating eyes, the actor experienced a sort of shock as if he were read through, despite all his histrionic disguises, read through to his heart's core; and, as silent as his visitor, sank back in his chair, abashed, disconcerted.
"But we spoke under the seal of the confessional, didn't we?" said the Reverend John. "You say you've heard them arranging their work in this way, Gillett," Prout persisted. "Good Heavens! Don't make me Queen's evidence, my dear fellow. Hartopp is equally incriminated. If they ever found out that I had sneaked, our relations would suffer and I value them."
Hartopp yielded to the advice of friends who desired his exaltation, and from a leather-seller became a tanner. Hides themselves softened their asperity to that gentle dealer, and melted into golden fleeces. He became rich enough to hire a farm for health and recreation. He knew little of husbandry, but he won the heart of a bailiff who might have reared a turnip from a deal table.
"An impudent, careless, ruffianly fellow, indeed!" said the mild Hartopp, indignantly, as he brushed from his sleeve the splash of dirt which the horseman bequeathed to it. "He must be drunk!"
King and little Hartopp were sparring in the Reverend John Gillett's study at 10 P.M. classical versus modern as usual. 'Character proportion background, snarled King. 'That is the essence of the Humanities. 'Analects of Confucius, little Hartopp answered. 'Time, said the Reverend John behind the soda-water. 'You men oppress me. Hartopp, what did you say to Paddy in your dormitories to-night?
MR. HARTOPP. "Clever sensitive children, subjected precociously to emulation and emotion, are always liable to such maladies. My third girl, Anna Maria, fell, into a low fever, caused by nervous excitement in trying for school prizes." WATFE. "Did she die of it, sir?" "Die! no!
I placed that evidence before him. I, George, and Mr. Hartopp, saw him after he had perused it " "My son Lizzy's son!" "His secret will be kept. The question was not who committed the act for which you suffered, but whether you were clearly, incontestably, innocent of the act, and, in pleading guilty, did but sublimely bear the penalty of another.
I chuckled despite me, as I put in my mean little hack. "I mean the Hartopp's husband," she explained. "There is," I said. "'Boiler-plate' Hartopp. His given name is James, and he prize-fights fair to middling." All this wasn't quite good billiards, but we'd begun wrong that night, and we might as well keep it up, thought I. Natica Drayton was tapping her foot upon the fender. "H'm," she mused.
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