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The names of their chief captains, at this period, are carefully preserved by those who had so many reasons to remember them; and we now begin to hear of the Ivars, Olafs, and Sitricks, strangely intermingled with the Hughs, Nials, Connors, and Felims, who contended with them in battle or in diplomacy.
'Let them, he says, 'as is responsive for the movin' of her look out, he says; 'I ain't done with them! That's conspiracy, I should think!" Smiling away this diagnosis of Hughs' words, Hilary shook the old man's withered hand, and closed the door. Sitting down again at his writing-table, he buried himself almost angrily in his work.
"From the first," she said, "the girl has been your property; do what you like with her. I shall not meddle." "I am not in the habit of regarding people as my property." "No need to tell me that I have known you twenty years." Doors sometimes slam in the minds of the mildest and most restrained of men. "Oh, very well! I have told you; you can see Hughs when he comes or not, as you like."
Covey soon cried out lustily for help; not that I was obtaining any marked advantage over him, or was injuring him, but because he was gaining none over me, and was not able, single handed, to conquer me. He called for his cousin Hughs, to come to his assistance, and now the scene was changed.
Hilary, who had waited for that moment, gently put the manuscript on the desk, and beckoned to the girl. He did not ask her to his study, but spoke to her in the hall. "While Mr. Stone is like this he misses you. You will come, then, at present, please, so long as Hughs is in prison. How do you like your room?" The little model answered simply: "Not very much." "Why not?" "It's lonely there.
Hughs the indecency, the impudence of this exhibition; but from that male violence the feminine in her derived a certain satisfaction. So in Spring, when all seems lowering and grey, the hedges and trees suddenly flare out against the purple clouds, their twigs all in flame.
Hughs, whose face had blanched in the prison to a sallow grey-white hue, and whose black eyes seemed to have sunk back into his head, slowly looked the old man up and down. At last he took his cap off, showing his cropped hair. "You got me that, daddy," he said, "but I don't bear you malice. Come up and have a cup o' tea with us."
Presently she came out, walking with her peculiar gait, youthful and pretty, but too matter-of-fact, and yet, as it were, too purposeless to be a lady's. She looked back at Hilary's window, and turned uphill. Hilary took his hat and stick and waited. In half a minute Hughs came out from under cover of the railings and followed. Then Hilary, too, set forth.
Why do you live with a brute like that?" Martin frowned. "Any particular row," he said, "or only just the ordinary?" Mrs. Hughs turned her face to the scanty fire. Her shoulders heaved spasmodically. Thus passed three minutes, then she again began rubbing the soapy garment. "If you don't mind, I'll smoke," said Martin. "What's your baby's name? Bill? Here, Bill!"
He placed his little finger in the baby's hand. "Feeding him yourself?" "Yes, sir." "What's his number?" "I've lost three, sir; there's only his brother Stanley now." "One a year?" "No, Sir. I missed two years in the war, of course." "Hughs wounded out there?" "Yes, sir in the head." "Ah! And fever?" "Yes, Sir." Martin tapped his pipe against his forehead.
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