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Christopher, on his part, was chiefly occupied in considering the distracting fact of his own yielding to the wishes of a man he disliked as sincerely as he did Mr. Aston's cousin. Peter Masters was taking him with him in precisely the same manner he had made Christopher convey him to Marden.
The store had its market, also, at Thanksgiving time, and she bargained for a turkey. It could be sent her, the day before, by some of the neighbors. When she left the counter, her arms and her little basket were filled with bundles. Joshua Marden was glad to take them. "No, I won't ride," said Lucy Ann. "Much obliged to you. Jest leave the things inside the fence. I'd ruther walk.
He kept his thoughts to himself, however, and busied himself with picking up the various articles and broken fragments which strewed the floor. "What an awful baby he is," Mrs. Marden at length, exclaimed. "If he can do such a terrible thing now, what will he do when he grows up? It is not safe to have such a child in your house." "Why, any child would have done the same," the parson replied.
Drift-hassock, who fanned by Up Marden, brought a manure traveller two miles out of their way to look at it. The traveller asked the child's age three times over, and said finally that he was blowed. He left it to be inferred how and why he was blowed; apparently it was the child's size blowed him. He also said it ought to be put into a baby show.
The Mardens got to Wilson's before me. In fact, I was one of the last to arrive and found the room crowded. I had hardly time to say a word to Mrs. Marden and to Agatha, who was looking charming in white and pink, with glittering wheat-ears in her hair, when Wilson came twitching at my sleeve. "You want something positive, Gilroy," said he, drawing me apart into a corner.
As he did so, Marden saw him drop the match, clench both fists, and with eyes glaring in the moonlight and his teeth coming together with a snap, drop from his chair. "Marden says that he was half up from his seat when something struck him on the back of the head with fearful force.
Most of the Weald villages, however, bear still more woodland titles Midhurst, Farnhurst, Nuthurst, Maplehurst, and Lamberhurst; Cuckfield, Mayfield, Rotherfield, Hartfield, Heathfield, and Wivelsfield; Crawley, Cowfold, Loxwood, Linchmere, and Marden.
"Thank you, Marden, you are a generous fellow-too generous. But I would not think of it. I have no fear but that I can live." An hour after Melville stood watching the packet, as with all sails set, she left the wharf, and sailed slowly out of the harbor.
He knew the Craigswolders spent money like mud, when it so pleased them although more than one fellow huckster was at times sore put to it to collect from them a bill for fresh vegetables. Yes, and he knew Col. Cyrus Marden by sight, too. He was a long-faced little man who used to go about dressed in funny knee pants and with a leather bag of misshapen clubs over his shoulder.
The mules took fright, got into a regular mixup, broke the harness, and went up the towpath at a two-forty gait. As I had walked into Oneida the night before, I did not see the sight or hear the war of words that followed. The men ordered Marden to "take that outfit off the towpath." His answer was that he could not do it without upsetting the wagon.
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