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For a time he sat fascinated by the ferocity of the event, his eyes following the hurrying wife and the jaunty, swaggering master-carpenter with a strange, animal-like dismay and apprehension. They remained fixed with a kind of blank horror and distraction on the landscape for some time after both had disappeared.
"He saw from the hill behind the Manor on Tuesday last." There was a tap at the door of the other room; it slowly opened, and the figure of the Clerk appeared. "Two minutes just two minutes more, old trump!" said the master-carpenter, stretching out a hand. "One minute will be enough," said Carmen, who was suffering the greatest humiliation which can come to a woman.
It was a bold stroke, but if Jean Jacques could stand that, he could stand anything. There was a savage start on the part of Jean Jacques, and the lever almost moved. "Stop one second!" cried the master-carpenter, sharply now, for in spite of the sudden savagery on Jean Jacques' part, he felt he had an advantage, and now he would play his biggest card. "You can kill me. It is there in your hand.
She had determined to go away with the master-carpenter, and though he might feel the same hesitation as that which Jean Jacques had shown she had read her Norman aright aboard the Antoine yet, still, George Masson should take her away. A catastrophe had thrown Jean Jacques into her arms; it would not be a catastrophe which would throw the master-carpenter into her arms.
If you want to murder, you will open the gates at once; but if it is punishment, if you are an executioner, you will give me time to pray." Jean Jacques did not soften. His voice was harsh and grim. "Well, get on with your praying, but don't talk. You are going to die," he added, his hands gripping the lever tighter. The master-carpenter had had the true inspiration in his hour of danger.
"The matter is urgent, you will admit, monsieur?" again demanded M. Fille with austerity. "Not at all." The master-carpenter was defiant and insolent, yet there was a devilish kind of humour in his tone as in his attitude. "You will not heed the warning I give?" The little Clerk pointed to the open page of the Victorian statutes before him. "Not at all." "Then I shall, with profound regret "
I was thinking that maybe you give too much of your company to that Mr. Hamilton. Not that there's any wrong in it, to you or him; but it might make people talk. You're the only one here, Elsie," said the master-carpenter, looking fondly at his wife, "who isn't talked about, whose work ain't inspected or condemned." Mrs. Decker was glad he had spoken about it. She had thought so too.
He had stolen out immediately after supper from neighbours who wished to see him, and had come here by a roundabout way, because he wished to be alone. George Masson and Carmen were together for a few moments only, but Jean Jacques heard his wife say, "Yes, to-morrow for sure," and then he saw her kiss the master-carpenter kiss him twice, thrice.
One of our ablest sergeants, Henry Mclntyre, who had earned two dollars and a half per day as a master-carpenter in Florida, and paid one dollar and a half to his master, told me that he had deliberately refrained from learning to read, because that knowledge exposed the slaves to so much more watching and suspicion.
He had such an eloquent and warm temperament, the atmosphere of his personality was so genial, that his impertinence was insulated. Certainly the master-carpenter was not unpopular, and people could not easily resist the grip of his physical influence, while mentally he was far indeed from being deficient.
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