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The butcher smiled as Mrs. Ann turned away. Whether the lady of Grey Pine was conscious of having bought a vote or not, it was pretty clear to her nephew that Peter Pole's weights would not be further questioned as long as his politics were Democratic. When his aunt had gone, John called Bill Pole out of the shop and said, "There's to be no swimming for a week, for any of us.
That little action of disgust showed her that he had not lost spirit, albeit condemned to serve amongst an inferior race, promoters of discord. Just as the third play was opening, some commotion was seen in the pit, rising from near Braintop's vacated seat; and presently a thing that shone flashing to the lights, came on from hand to hand, each hand signalling subsequently toward Mr. Pole's box.
When the Squire first came home from Washington and wasn't like he was later, she told him, of course. Now everybody knows Pole's ways, and so the Squire he says to me he was awful amused 'Mrs. Crocker, I asked Mrs. Penhallow how Pole was going to pay her. She said she did put that at Pole, and he said it wouldn't take long to eat up that debt at Grey Pine.
He called on Kalkbrenner, then the first pianist of his day, who was puzzled by the prodigious novelty of the young Pole's playing. Having heard Herz and Hiller, Chopin did not fear to perform his E minor concerto for him.
The next morning the school-house withstood its last throe. At ten o'clock, in the midst of a reading-lesson, there entered the young Pole's father. His ox-gad was in his hand; he did not remove his hat, but strode forward to the teacher's desk, sputtering broken English.
Many heads and hands did he hew off; and slew Kobita by sending a bullet through his temple. "There's a man I should like to measure strength with!" shouted Kukubenko, the hetman of the Nezamaikovsky kuren. Spurring his horse, he dashed straight at the Pole's back, shouting loudly, so that all who stood near shuddered at the unearthly yell.
"Do wire me, and write fully. "Yours, JOHN. "P.S. I wonder where Tom McGregor is, and Pole's boy and Joe Grace, and those Greys who went diverse ways. As you never talk of yourself when you write those brief letters on notepaper the size of a postage stamp, you might at least tell me all about these good people in Westways." She telegraphed him, "Uncle Jim slightly wounded, is coming home.
Wilfrid, however, was angered by the absurdity of the charge and the scene, and also by the profane touch on Emilia's name. "I must tell you, ma'am, that for my father's sake I must desire you to quit this you will see the advisability of quitting this house for a time." "Pole's promus! Pole's promus!" Mrs. Chump wailed again.
There could be no doubt Signor Brunoni was a Frenchman a French spy come to discover the weak and undefended places of England, and doubtless he had his accomplices. For her part, she, Mrs Forrester, had always had her own opinion of Miss Pole's adventure at the "George Inn" seeing two men where only one was believed to be.
"Pole her down opposite your house, and then one of us will go over. Why don't you go out farther? You can't get along half as fast in here by the trees and hummocks as you could in deeper water." "You don't ketch me out dar in dat runnin' water," said Lewston. "I'd be in the middle afore I knowed it, and dis pole's pooty short."
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