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And the searching eyes probed her with a glance. "Oh! I don't mind," she said quickly, in a would-be careless tone, rising and going towards him, "it has nothing to do with me. He belongs to May Hutchings let her help him, if she can. I think you're quite right to give him a lesson he needs one badly. What right has he to come and attack you?"
Well, land's hard to get anywhere there, and I've the best lots in the town. It's like this, Hutchin's: Would you rather come in with me and make a joint tender, or run for Mayor and be beaten?" Mr. Hutchings started. Ten years before the proposal would have won him.
After a momentary pause he added, with a tinge of sarcasm, "Your illness wasn't serious, I see." Mr. Hutchings was not taken by surprise; he had prepared for this meeting, and had resolved to defend himself. The task, he believed, would be easy. He had almost persuaded himself that he had acted in the Professor's interest.
"You see my prediction as to the result of the election has been justified?" "You might even say pars magna fui." The retort slipped out. The impudent challenge had to be met. The Professor did not realize how contemptuously he spoke. The womanish weakness in Hutchings sprang to hurried attack. "At any rate you've no cause for reproach. I resigned chiefly to shield you.
All her fellow-servants and all the villagers, who were not members of the Hutchings family, were assured that he had murdered Lord Loudwater. Three of the maids, who were jealous of her greater prettiness, had with ill-dissembled spitefulness congratulated her on having dismissed him before the murder; her mother had also congratulated her on that fact.
Hutchings plunged straight ahead for 6 yards more, and the ball was then on Chester's 8-yard line. There began to arise a howl for a touchdown as the Chester players braced themselves for the shock. The Harmony line shifted quickly and a double pass was tried. Martin tossed the ball to Hutchings, who shot it toward Oldsmith for a dash upon Chester's 6-yard line.
You've been robbing me for years, you blackguard!" James Hutchings met the charge with complete calm. He shook his head and said in a surly tone: "No; I haven't done anything of the kind, m'lord." The flat denial infuriated his master yet more. He spluttered and was for a while incoherent. Then he became again articulate and said: "You have, you rogue!
However, only himself and William Roper knew, at present, that James Hutchings had come and gone by the library window, had actually passed twice within a few feet of his sleeping, or dead, master. That fact, also, Mr. Flexen proposed to keep to himself till he saw reason to divulge it. His next business must be to question Hutchings.
But Hutchings, feeling that he was in the wrong, had contented himself with depreciating Roberts by sneer and innuendo, and so had aroused her generous partisanship. The proceedings of the Faculty naturally increased her sympathy with her lover, and her enthusiastic support did much to revive his confidence in himself.
The menace in the words was not due solely to excitement and ill-temper. Mr. Hutchings had been at pains to consider all his relations with the Professor. He had hoped to deceive him, at least for the moment, and gain time postpone a painful decision. He had begun to wish that the engagement between Roberts and May might be broken off.
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