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Updated: May 17, 2025
The Inn they avoided. Refined gentlewomen can hardly be expected, even in the interests of religion, to risk pollution by visiting a common tavern, more particularly when a company of half-grown lads and blue jerseyed men who may, of course, have been carousing within hangs about its morally malodorous door.
But first, come and listen." Mr. Fentolin shook her off. He looked around for Meekins. "Meekins, stand by my chair," he ordered sharply. "Turn round; I wish to go to the Hall. Drive this woman away." Meekins came hurrying up, but almost at the same moment half a dozen of the brown jerseyed fishermen detached themselves from the others. They formed a little bodyguard around the bath-chair.
And so it would have done if the Bargee hadn't let go of Peter's ear and caught her in his jerseyed arm. "Who are you a-shoving of?" he said, setting her on her feet. "Oh," said Bobbie, breathless, "I'm not shoving anybody. At least, not on purpose. Please don't be cross with Peter. Of course, if it's your canal, we're sorry and we won't any more. But we didn't know it was yours."
I've stopped the bleeding in your head with a black enough cobweb." Ellenor tried to raise herself up, but loss of blood had made her giddy, and Dominic put his arm round her and steadied her roughly, but not unkindly. Her dark head rested a second against his blue jerseyed shoulder, and once more she lifted her eyes to his.
At ten o'clock, and at a given signal, the masked girls went up to the group of men to choose partners. Perrin edged close to Dominic Le Mierre and scrutinized painfully the girl who laid her hand on the "jerseyed" arm of the master. She was of middle height and extremely thin. Her emaciated hand trembled; it looked almost discoloured in the uncertain light.
She leant over the hedge and looked out to sea, and he stood close beside her, his blue jerseyed shoulder brushing the stray gold of her hair. Lovers they seemed, even if lovers in reality they were not. So thought Ellenor Cartier as she watched them from the little cove below the field.
He jiggled the coin, staring at it thoughtfully. Then he faced about on the jerseyed youth about to dip his blades. "Smith," he said, "I suppose if I heaved this silver dollar out into the chuck you'd think I was crazy." The youth only stared at him. "You don't object to tips, do you, Smith?" the man in the mackinaw inquired. "Gee, no," the boy observed. "Ain't you got no use for money?"
In the Robin of to-day, the jerseyed and knickerbockered person, with the incessantly active legs, the eager eyes, the perpetually twittering voice, Dion was conscious of the spirit of progress.
"You've been hung up, Sir. I I thought the sand-pits 'ud stop you." Said one of the jerseyed hobbledehoys at the gun, slipping on his coat: "Well, that's enough for this afternoon. I'm off," and moved to the railings without even glancing towards the fray. "I anticipate the worst," said Bayley with gravity after a few minutes. "Hullo! Here comes my disgraced corps!"
He heard the rhythmic squeak of the halliards through the sheaves, and the scrape of the gaff going up. "Go 'n lend 'em a hand, boy, since yer so gone on it," the jerseyed one recommended quite understandingly. So Ken went and hauled at a rope, and watched the great expanse of sodden gray canvas rise and shiver and straighten into a dark square against the sky.
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