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At these words his horse began to chafe, and strike the pavement with his fore feet; the stranger seemed a little bewildered, and said "No home to-night," and, giving the reins to his horse, passed up the street, and I saw no more of him. It was evident that the generation to which Peter Rugg belonged had passed away. This was all the account of Peter Rugg I could obtain from Mrs.
Ringley did not know who had broken the store window, but he was still fearful that the offense might be laid at his door. He was afraid to trust Danny Rugg, and did not know what the big boy might do. "He may say I did it, just to clear himself," thought Bert. "And if Mr. Ringley comes after me, he'll remember me sure."
Tetlow went to each room to tell the pupils and teachers to get ready for it, and to put certain work on the blackboards, so it could be seen. When the principal got to the room where Danny Rugg and his particular chums sat, Mr Tetlow, sniffing the air suspiciously, said: "I smell smoke!" "I have been noticing it, too," said the lady teacher. "Perhaps the furnace does not work properly."
'I thought you had settled, Mr Rugg, said Arthur, 'that my determination to remain here was a matter of taste. 'Well, sir, well! But is it good taste, is it good taste? That's the Question. Mr Rugg was so soothingly persuasive as to be quite pathetic. 'I was almost going to say, is it good feeling?
"I beseech you, kind sir," said he, in a cracked, melancholy tone, "have pity on the most unfortunate man in the world. For Heaven's sake, answer me a single question! Is this the town of Boston?" "You have recognized him now," said the virtuoso. "It is Peter Rugg, the missing man.
'But in your case there's no fiend in human form, said Mr Rugg, with argumentative smile and action of hand. 'Observe, Mr Chivery! No fiend in human form! 'No, sir, certainly, Young John added with simplicity, 'I should be very sorry if there was. 'The sentiment, said Mr Rugg, 'is what I should have expected from your known principles.
Master Rayburn was anxiously expected at the Black Tor, Mark's first act having been to send Dummy Rugg down to his cottage to ask him to come up; and not finding him there, the boy had very bravely followed him to Cliff Castle, in the full belief that he would be there, and on learning that he was, he sent a message in, and then hurried away.
"Smoky," said Dummy, giving his torch a wave, and sending the black curls of fume eddying upward, to hang along the stone ceiling. Then he uttered an angry cry. "What's the matter?" "Hot pitch, Master Mark. Big drop splathered on to my hand." In due time the place where Dan Rugg was working and directing the men, chipping out the rich lead ore, was reached, and he came out of the murky place.
This is all that I could learn at that time; and the occurrence soon after would have become with me like one of those things which had never happened, had I not, as I stood recently on the doorstep of Bennett's Hotel in Hartford, heard a man say, "There goes Peter Rugg and his child! he looks wet and weary, and farther from Boston than ever."
"It must have come from Danny Rugg," said Bert, and he was right. It had come from Danny, but Nan never let him know that she had received it, so his hoped-for fun over it was spoilt. In the evening there was more fun than ever. All of the children went out and dropped valentines on the front piazzas of their friends' houses.
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