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"For heaven's sake, Caruthers, get in and shove, if you can't do anything better. You haven't done a thing the whole game." The game was a nightmare. Mansell looked at him curiously that evening at tea. Gordon muttered something about a kick on the head, and being unable to see anything. On Sunday evening a list of those in training for the Three Cock was put up. There were ten forwards down.
The warm fur-coat was a prize worth running for in such a cold climate, so the game began with spirit. Young Gregory offered to be fox first, and away they went with a yell. Mr Mansell was a little lame, and soon gave in. Mr Dicey fell at the second round, and was unable to recover distance.
"True, Tom, but the British tar would not require to face danger at all if there were no storms. What says the barometer, Mr Mansell?" said the captain, looking down the skylight into the cabin, where the first mate a middle-sized man of thirty-five, or thereabouts was seated at the table writing up the ship's log-book.
He kept him in order all right. My brother was a strong man, and did not stand any rot from Buller or anyone else." "Hullo, you two, you look about fed up! What's the row?" They turned round; Mansell was coming up behind them. Lovelace burst out perfervidly: "It's that fool Buller.
Just before lunch on the day of the match Mansell came up to him. "I say, I have got some good news for you." "What is it?" Gordon was feverish with impatience. "Well, I don't think I had better tell you." "Oh, I say, do; don't be a swine." "No, I don't think I shall; it would make you too bucked with life." Mansell smiled at him kindly. Gordon was rather annoyed.
He asked whether I would be a trustee, but I said I was growing old, and had little doubt you would be glad enough. You will have plenty of such work, Louis. It is very dangerous to be known as a good man-of-business, and good-natured. 'Pray, how does Jem bear it? 'With tolerable equanimity. It may be many years before the child is affected by it, if Mrs. Mansell has it for her life.
Mansell, you evidently have made little attempt to learn your repetition at all, but I love your fervour. One so rarely finds anyone really affected by the passion of poetry. Fifteen out of twenty." During his two years in the Lower Fifth Mansell never once spent more than five minutes learning his "rep," yet on no occasion did he get less than twelve out of twenty.
The actual tablet is on the right; that which appears to be another and larger tablet on the left is the hollow clay case in which the tablet on the right was originally enclosed. Photograph by Messrs. Mansell & Co.
Mansell looked at his watch repeatedly; but suddenly he came to an unexpected question. He endeavoured to extract an answer from the man on his right. Claremont spotted him. "Well, Mansell, if I ask you if you are cribbing, I know you will deny it, and I don't want you to tell me a lie; but I must beg of you not to talk quite so loudly." Any ordinary master would have torn up the boy's paper.
Mansell had requested Isabel's presence, as a favour to herself. The young lady sat at work, seldom raising her eyes, but this was enough for him; his intense admiration and pleasure in her presence so exhilarated him, that he rattled away to the utmost. Louisa was at first the excuse.
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