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Grace was abased when, by degrees, she found that she had never understood Giles as Marty had done. Marty South alone, of all the women in Hintock and the world, had approximated to Winterborne's level of intelligent intercourse with nature. In that respect she had formed the complement to him in the other sex, had lived as his counterpart, had subjoined her thought to his as a corollary.
I'm a pretty poor Christian, myself, Marty, partly because I don't know how to think much about it, but you'd be dead in earnest to get all that there is in the Christian life, and maybe I could follow along behind. You've always helped every other way, and I've always wanted you to help me be a genuine Christian."
When it was over, Marty said, "I should like to pray for his soul." "So should I," said her companion. "But we must not." "Why? Nobody would know." Grace could not resist the argument, influenced as she was by the sense of making amends for having neglected him in the body; and their tender voices united and filled the narrow room with supplicatory murmurs that a Calvinist might have envied.
He appeared to be obsessed with the knife-blade in his hand dazed in a strange way to all else. "There's enough cord there for both of them," said Rhoda Gray crisply. "Tie them in their chairs, Marty." For a moment the Sparrow hesitated; and then, with a sort of queer reluctancy, he dropped the knife on the table, and went and picked up the strands of cord from the floor. No one spoke.
Wa-al, ye see, I gotter wait for Jason, or Marty, to git me a pail o' water. They ain't neither of 'em been down to the house yit an' I might's well rest now as any time." It was this way all day long. Aunt Almira was never properly through her work. Things were always "in a clutter."
If I tell you I know it for a fact, I do." "Well, and what of it?" said Marty. "Just this. I wouldn't dismiss a man for getting knocked out by a bigger man " "He ain't bigger." "By a better fighter, then; but I doubt whether or not I want a foreman who has to resort to that kind of thing to buying off the man who licked "
The girl had studied Marty, if she had had little opportunity of becoming acquainted with other specimens of the genus boy. She knew they were as bridle-shy as wild colts. The idea of the club-room for reading and games must seem to come from the boys themselves.
Janice attended the Middletown Seminary, and this chanced to be a holiday at that institution. She stood anxiously on the corner now to see if her cousin, Marty, was one of this crowd of noisy fellows. With stumbling feet, and with the half dozen laughing, mocking boys tailing him, a bewhiskered, rough-looking, shabby man came into sight.
Things went wrong, and the men steered clear of Joe. "Don't bother him," they said, meaning to spare him, and thereby increasing his pain. Men spoke in hushed tones, as soldiers might on the eve of a fatal battle, and even Marty Briggs dropped his new mannerisms and was subdued and simple. Then Joe went off into a state of mind which might be described as the "hazes" a thing he did now and then.
Miss Marty paused and drew the back of her hand across her dry lips before proceeding. " a terrible sound a sort of low breathin', but fierce; an' something worse, a suck-suckin' of the mud below; an' I ran down. There he was, above his knees in it, and far out it seemed to me, in the light o' the young moon. For all his fightin', he heard me, and whispers out o' the dark
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