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It took less than that to start the brawl in which Olver was slain, which I dare say you have not forgotten." Alwin winced, and Sigurd shivered with something besides the cold. It was not the bloody tumult of the fight that they remembered the most clearly; it was what came after it.
"Then come another gust, a blindin', blindin', blindin'. 'He'll weather it! He'll weather it! George Olver kep' a mutterin', but his teeth was set; his eyes shot through me like a tiger's them two was brothers, and more'n brothers, always.
When we made out it was Rollin, we knew, if he was drunk, he was tol'able well acquainted with the rocks along shore, and 'ud probably put further out when he got through showin' off. We didn't worry about 'em, nor think no more about 'em, in special. The boys didn't want to talk to rile George Olver.
So Roger Olver, huntsman and handy-man to Sir John Penalune of Penalune, squire of Polpeor, hitched his horse's bridle on the staple by the doctor's front door it would be hard to compute how many farmers, husbands, riding down at dead of night with news of wives in labour, had tethered their horses to that well-worn staple and was conducted by Jenifer to the doctor's study. 'Ah!
It was a picturesque scene, viewed from the great rock; and when the tide began to sweep in again, George Olver sent a piercing whistle along shore, to call the stragglers together; clams, children, and all were loaded into the cart, and jostled gayly homeward erased by the fresh sea breezes.
She does keer, now, but she won't never take me now, she says, because it 'ud be wrongin' me; and I might 'a' knowed what she'd 'a' said, what it was nateral and noble for her to say. "But," continued George Olver, with a flash of magnificent fire in his eyes, and thrusting his arm out straight; "what's right atween me and my God needn't be afeard o' no man's face!
Ye see, when you was took sick, George Olver, he got a hold of where Becky was; he had a mistrustin' of it, somehow and he went and told her, and it brought her, hearin' you was dangerous, and she calculated she might be o' use to ye now, for some, they be sich friends!" said Grandma, making this observation with the most guileless enthusiasm.
"Oh, I don't mind the string," he went on; "that's easy mended, but I happened to think it's a bad sign, that's all to break down so in the middle of a tune." "Darn the sign!" exclaimed Harvey, "I wanted to hear that played through." "You remember Willie Reene?" Luther turned his eyes, still unnaturally bright with excitement, towards George Olver. "Ay, I remember," said George Olver.
George Olver seemed both to be looking at me and beyond me with his beautiful, brave eyes; "Tell her thar's somebody that don't find any cause to be sorry for havin' loved her, but knows how she's been werrited, and suffers along with her, and 'ud be more glad and content than of anythin' else in his heart this minute, to protect her and keer for her as it's right yes, tell her as it's right that she should let him do; and if she asks from whom that comes" George Olver smiled brightly, with that far-seeing look still in his eyes "why, it's no secret from whom it comes.
Better stick to her own ways, and her own folks she'll find they'll stand by her best in the end, I guess than to be fillin' her head with notions to hurt her feelin's over by and by. She's a fool, I think, for treatin' George Olver as she does.
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