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"I can't stand any more of this." And at that moment a servant came to tell him that his carriage was waiting. When Mr. and Mrs. Fenton were in the carriage, driving from Mrs. Gore's to Mrs. Frostwinch's, Arthur broke into a pleasant little laugh, as if a sudden thought had amused him. "Why in the world, Edith," he asked, "couldn't you let that moon-calf Candish fight his own battle to-night?
He was always called "Mad Joe," and seemed to have no other name; he was a dark, strong, slouching lad, with a heavy white face, dark straight hair, and a mouth always open. As he passed the priest, his moon-calf countenance gave no hint of what he had been doing or thinking of. He had never been known to pray before. What sort of prayers was he saying now? Extraordinary prayers surely.
He had not pushed his thoughts to a precise formula; he had been content to delight during the hours of siege in the companionship of a matchless maid, and now the maid had found another companion, and he knew that he was fiercely in love and as foolishly jealous as a moon-calf. But his temper grew as a gale grows and would soon prove a whirlwind.
The expression of his face was comically lachrymose, and John felt a touch of compunction at the nature of his own immediate mental attitude towards the harmless 'moon-calf. "Don't apologise!" he said, with a frank smile "I myself am not in a companionable humour. I think Miss Bourne's music has not only put something into us, but taken something out of us as well."
And now there came alluringly before him the promise of the reward offered for the discovery of the fugitive cavaliers, the idea of being able to rent and stock poor Ewins's farm, and setting up there with Deborah. It was money easily come by, he thought, and he would like to be revenged on Master Walter, and show him that the lubber and moon-calf could do some harm, after all.
He was in his jacket now, and spoke with a feverish impatience and contention that rang like anger. "But is it safe?" asked Tommy. "Safe?" bellowed the captain. "We're standing on the drop, you moon-calf! Well, if there's a man on board of her that ever clapped eyes on Trent or any blooming hand out of this brig, we'll all be in irons in two hours.
He hath the start of me in inches, but a moon-calf would hardly benefit by bargaining wits with him a grinning, guzzling giant whose chief delight is singing songs in a tavern or wrestling with brawny clowns as empty-headed as himself!" Windybank paused for breath, and Dorothy faced him as unflinchingly as before, her lips curling in contempt. "Hast nothing to say now?" he went on.
Ah, 'never shake thy gory locks at me, Sir Moon-Calf!" and she made a little grimace across the table at Julian, who responded to it with a complacent smile "You can talk, talk, talk of course! every man that ever sat in clubs, smoking and drinking, can talk one's head off but you've got to LIVE, as well as talk!
"Like you, Sir Moon-Calf" said Cicely "The word 'moon-calf, you know, stands for poet it means a human calf that grazes on the moon. Naturally the animal never gets fat, nor will you; it always looks odd and so will you; it never does anything useful, nor will you; and it puts a kind of lunar crust over itself, under which crust it writes verses.
Since the moon-calf who earliest discovered the Pandemonium of Milton in an expiring wood-fire since the first ingenious urchin who blew bubbles out of soap and water, thou, my best of friends, hast the highest knack at making histories out of nothing.
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