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He was the strongest swimmer that I ever knowed, the strongest and the fearlessest! "George Olver never'll be content. He would 'a' gone in after him. We'd be'n driv' a furlong back, I reckon, and every mark was lost. It 'ud be'n naught but to swaller him, too. He lost his sense. We had to holt him back. He raved thar', like a madman.
They followed him across the grassy courtyard to the foot of the steps leading up to his sleeping-room, and would not leave him until he had consented that Valbrand and Olver should go in with him for a bodyguard. "And this boy also," he added, signing to Alwin. As Alwin approached, Kark had the impudence to shoulder himself forward also.
As nigh as I calk'late, it's about findin' rest in Jesus, and one a askin' questions, all fa'r and squar', to know the way and whether it's a goin' to lead thar' straight or not, and the other answerin'. And he he was a tinkerin', 'way up on the foremast, George Olver and the rest on us was astern, and I'll hear to my dyin' day how his voice came a floatin' down to us thar' chantin'-like it was cl'ar and fearless and slow.
They were glad when they saw George Olver stand up in their midst George Olver, least subject of them all to dreams or ecstasies, but with his slow, labored speech, and his sorrowful, bowed head.
Silvy heard 'em talkin' terribly. It was Beck and George Olver. 'I'll make an honest home for you, Beck. And she says, terribly, she no deserve. And he says, she better than him, and won't she come? And she cries so, 'My heart is broke! And how good to live with him she knows, now so honest and true but she no fit, and, oh, 'My heart is broke! my heart is broke!"
Well, you are considerate enough, God knows, of those dirty brats and ignorant louts coddling that girl, Rebecca, who is a good-hearted creature enough, but not fit for respectable people to touch their hands to; and associating with such conceited boors as that George Olver, and that grinning clown, Harvey, and that poor fool, Lovell Barlow, and that what-d'ye-call him that fiddling young devil with the bird-like name "
And with this amicable conclusion, the two stars withdrew. George Olver sometimes rose in meeting and made a few remarks indicative of a manly spirit and much sound common sense. He was very fond of Rebecca, that was plain. Her continued indifference to him made him sore at heart, and the people in Wallencamp suggested that on this account he was more serious than he would otherwise have been.
"The ultimatum has been reached, at last, in the possessor of a pretty face and a broken fiddle! and dreams for the restoration of the race are to end in a broken-down hovel by the sea, in darning the Cradlebow's socks, and dressing the clams for dinner, while the bucolic George Olver and the versatile Harvey, and all the rest of the awkward, moon-gazing crew, take turns in sitting on the door-step, and dilating on the weather!
Will you go, teacher?" "Yes," said I, with a vague sense of having caught a glimpse of a hitherto unknown world; "I will go." George Olver came forward, gave my hand a firm grasp, and then turned resolutely and walked out.
It only came but once: and Bede hissed through his teeth, a cryin' too, a'most: 'Ain't thar' no other way to werry us, but they must come in here to drown afore our very eyes! A fool's ventur'! what could ye expect but a fool's end! Ef he must drown, let the red-haired devil drown! "But when they heered it, them two, him and George Olver, I knowed how it would be. I hardly durst to look.
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