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Mahaffy's lean face, with its long jaws and high cheek-bones, over which the sallow skin was tightly drawn, did not relax in its forbidding expression, even when he had tossed off his first glass. "I love to see you in a perfectly natural attitude like that, Solomon, with your arm crooked. What's the news from the landing?" Mahaffy brought his fist down on the table.
Must I regard you as a personally emancipated moral influence, not committed to the straight and narrow path yourself, but still close enough to it to keep my feet from straying?" he at length demanded. Mahaffy having spoken his mind, preserved a stony silence. The judge got up and replenished the camp-fire, which had burnt low, then squatting before it, he peered into the flames.
It came nearer and nearer, and presently sounded just beyond the door. Then it ceased, and a voice said: "Hullo, there!" The judge scrambled to his feet, and taking up the candle, stepped, or rather staggered, into the yard. Mahaffy followed him. "What's wanted?" asked the judge, as he lurched up to horse and rider, holding his candle aloft.
PROFESSOR MAHAFFY observes of him as follows: "Finding the taste for epic recitation decaying, he undertook to reproduce epic stories in lyric dress, and present the substance of the old epics in rich and varied metres, and with the measured movements of a trained chorus.
"There can not be the smallest doubt," adds Mahaffy, "that, in the hands of Thucydides, the art of writing history made an extraordinary stride and attained a perfection which no subsequent Hellenic, and few modern writers have attained." He is praised for the "lofty dignity" which he imparts to every subject. His temper is so solemn and severe as to be "strangely un-Attic."
"I bet I do I reckon anybody who knew Uncle Bob would never get over missing him; they just couldn't, Miss Betty! The judge is mighty kind, and so is Mr. Mahaffy they're awful kind, Miss Betty, and it seems like they get kinder all the time but with Uncle Bob, when he liked you, he just laid himself out to let you know it!"
R.W. SETON-WATSON. Corruption and Reform in Hungary. 1911. 4s. 6d. net. HON.C.N. KNATCHRULL-HUGESSON. The Political Development of the Hungarian Nation. 1910. 2 vols. 14s. net. A good exposition of the extreme Magyar Chauvinist point of view. R. MAHAFFY. The Emperor Francis Joseph. 1910. 2s. 6d. A useful character-sketch. C.E. MAURICE. Bohemia. An admirable text-book.
"Speaking of posterity, which isn't present, Mr. Price, I'll say it is embarrassed by the attention," observed Mahaffy. There was a long silence between them. Mr. Mahaffy drank, and when he did not drink he bit his under lip and studied the judge. This was always distressing to the latter gentleman. Mahaffy's silence he could never penetrate.
Among those of the latter was one of a Scotchwoman who, on being informed of the change made by the revisers in the Lord's Prayer, namely, "and deliver us from the evil one," said, "I doot he'll be sair uplifted." Mahaffy gave droll accounts of Whately, Archbishop of Dublin. One of these had as its hero a country clergyman who came to ask Whately for a living which had just become vacant.
"Yes, my boy, that's part of a gentleman's education." "Well, look out you don't shoot him before his education begins," snapped Mahaffy. "Where did you buy 'em?" Hannibal was dodging about the judge, the better to follow the operation of loading. "At the gunsmith's, dear lad. It occurred to me that we required small arms. If you'll stand quietly at my elbow and not hop around, you'll relieve Mr.
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