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"Then Ump 'ill have to stand over him," replied Jud. "Damn it," cried the hunchback, striking his clenched right hand into the palm of his left, "ain't I stood over every one of the shirkin' pot-wallopers from the mountains to the Gauley an' showed him how to shoe a horse, an' told him over an' over just what to do an' how to do it, an' put my finger on the place? An' by God!
"Do I have to stand here and listen to this fool talk?" demanded the sheriff. "I'm just supposing," said Bull. "Surely they ain't any harm in just supposing?" "Not a bit," decided Jud, who had taken the position of main arbiter. "Well, the sheriff got to wishing Armstrong was dead so strong that it didn't seem he could stand to have him living much more.
So happy was Peace in thinking of this other child's happiness that she never once thought of her promise made to her grandfather until she saw Jud drive up the avenue and help the rest of the family out of the big sleigh.
Her grief and abasement had been real enough, but now he felt she was acting. "Suppose we don't go into that now," he said gently. "You've had about all you can stand." He got up awkwardly. "I suppose you are playing to-night?" She nodded, looking up at him dumbly. "Better lie down, then, and forget me." He smiled down at her. "I've never forgotten you, Jud. And now, seeing you again I "
He is my constant persecutor; and he is persistently urging that I marry him, that vile man, Jud Sykes, to perform the ceremony. I promised, at the last, to wed him in May of the coming spring; but I shudder to think of his violence now that you have come amongst us. 'Why should that make any difference? 'Oh, he is deadly jealous of you; because he thinks that I prefer you to himself.
Then it died down, as if giving up the attempt to tear the boat's top out of the hands of the determined boys. "The worst's over, fellows!" called Paul, breathing hard. "Hurrah! that's better'n saying it is yet to come. How'd the Speedwell make out?" Jud asked, sinking back on a thwart, the better to find some place to peep out.
"Some folks couldn't see why we should come to Greenpier on a Wednesday afternoon and a holiday at that." Mother and Father Blossom and Aunt Polly had planned the surprise, it seemed. Jud could never leave Brookside Farm for long at one time in the Summer, there was so much work to be done, but Aunt Polly assured him that he could easily be spared for a few days' visit to Apple Tree Island.
Seven had gone in the twinkling of an eye, consequent on Jud Hetchkins' attempt to steal provisions. And to me it seemed a pity that so much good warm clothing had been wasted there in the sea. There was not one of us who could not have managed gratefully with more. Captain Nicholl and the surgeon were good men and honest.
Then he saw Archie B. up the road toward home, rolling in the sand with shouts of laughter. "If I git my hands on you," yelled Jud, shaking his fist at the boy, "I'll swaller you alive." "That's what the fly-ketcher said to the butterfly," shouted back Archie B. It was a half hour before Jud got all the fine eggshell out of his eyes.
It was a familiar sight to Jud. Of all the chickens on the place this was his peculiar property. And now he had determined to sacrifice this dearest of pets. The old rooster was so accustomed to his master, indeed, that he allowed himself to be taken from the perch without a single squawk, and the boy took his captive beyond the pen.
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