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Brother Higgs reeled back and a mist passed before his eyes. He came to himself at the sound of a door opening, and impelled with a vague idea of defending his property, snatched up his candle and looked out on to the landing. The light fell on Brother Burge, fully dressed and holding his boots in his hand. For a moment they gazed at each other in silence; then the jeweller found his voice.
Running along the edge of the marsh, Higgs had covered about a hundred yards of the distance, when suddenly, charging straight at him out of the tall reeds, appeared a second lion, or rather lioness. Higgs wheeled round, and wildly fired the left barrel of his rifle without touching the infuriated brute.
In Erewhon Revisited Mr. Higgs returns to find that the Erewhonians now believe in him as a god in consequence of the supposed miracle of his going up in a balloon to induce his heavenly father to send the rain. Mr.
Shaw didn't feel inclined to take any notice of him. Higgs was my mother's name and is my second one, so I thought no harm, and it was to save her," nodding towards his wife. "But did you indeed take all that trouble for a poor man you didn't know, and had reason to believe was a suspicious character? Well, all I can say is that my wife and I," looking at Mrs.
But "Erewhon Revisited" is a finished book; it has artistic unity. And why does Butler revisit Erewhon? Not because he was trained as a priest and must have an excuse to rediscuss theology, although the story of the book suggests this explanation. Higgs, the mysterious stranger of "Erewhon," who escaped by a balloon, has become a subject for myth. In Erewhon he is declared the child of the sun.
Higgs!" exclaimed Hans. "Did you say Higgs? We've found him! I must be off." "You see, young masters." The dame was panting, at the same time snatching Hans's hat from the bed, "you see we know him. He's our no, he isn't. I mean oh, Hans, you must go to Amsterdam this minute!" "Good night, mynheers," panted Hans, radiant with sudden joy. "Good night. You will excuse me, I must go.
He was laughing as he said to the father, "Am I not a happy man, Raff Brinker? My son will sell out his factory this month and open a warehouse in Amsterdam. I shall have all my spectacle cases for nothing." Hans started from his reverie. "A warehouse, mynheer! And will Thomas Higgs I mean, is your son not to be your assistant again?"
Higgs, whose obstinacy remained unimpaired, whatever may have happened to the rest of his vital forces, had one view of the matter, and Orme another diametrically opposed to it. They even argued as to whether the oasis lay to our right or to our left, for their poor heads were so confused that they were scarcely capable of accurate thought or observation.
The levels below are full of them, dead or alive. They were pouring up at our heels. Well, no one will travel that road again." Later, in the guest house at Mur, Higgs told us his story.
"Shall I say more now," she said, seeing how grave he looked, "or shall I leave you, and talk further with you to-morrow?" "Now now now!" "Good! A little before Higgs came here, the Mayor, as he now is, poor, handsome, generous to a fault so far as he had the wherewithal, was adored by all the women of his own rank in Sunch'ston.
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