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"Ah, dear dame," said Paul, "we can't help these rubs and stumbles on our road to preferment!" "Road to the scragging-post!" cried the dame. "I tells you, child, you'll live to be hanged in spite of all my care and 'tention to you, though I hedicated you as a scholard, and always hoped as how you would grow up to be an honour to your " "King and country," interrupted Paul.
"Not 'avin' any cake," said that lady, "thro' not being forewarned as to the time of arrival tho' it's not ofting I'm taken by surprise except as to a 'eadache, which, of course, is accidental to every pusson I ain't got nothin' but bread and butter, the baker and grocer both bein' all that could be desired, except in the way of worryin' for their money, which they thinks as 'ow I keeps the bank in the 'ouse, like Allading's cave, as I've 'eard tell in the Arabian Nights, me 'avin' gained it as a prize for English in my early girl'ood, bein' then considered a scholard an' industrus."
"Well, o' course you know best, sir," said the cook, humbly. "I ain't nothing of a scholard myself. If it's writing, wot does it say, please?" "I don't say it is writing," growled the old man. "I say it looks like it." "I can assure you you're mistook, sir," said the cook, blandly; "you see, I clean the sorsepans the same way. I only 'eard of it lately. Look 'ere."
"But there must be some reason for us being here," I said piteously, as I struggled vainly to get beyond what seemed to be a black curtain hanging between the past and present. "Yes, sir," said Bob, coolly; "there must be some reason." "Then what is it, Bob?" "Oh, don't ask me, sir; I arn't no scholard. I'm all muzzly like.
"It's a Bible name," said Silas, old ideas recurring. "Then I've no call to speak again' it," said Dolly, rather startled by Silas's knowledge on this head; "but you see I'm no scholard, and I'm slow at catching the words. My husband says I'm allays like as if I was putting the haft for the handle that's what he says for he's very sharp, God help him.
Arctics, and tropics, and equator, and equinoctial line; we'll take 'em turn and turn about; we'll do writing and ciphering one night, and geography t' other. Philip spoke with pleasure at the prospect, but Sylvia relaxed into indifference. 'I'm no scholard; it's like throwing away labour to teach me, I'm such a dunce at my book.
"Set down, Bet, dear, and take the pen in your own fingers ef the letter's for Will, he'd like to have the writing yours. Set down, and I'll help you to spell out the words." "No," said Bet; "I ain't a scholard, and my hand shakes. I'll say what's in my heart, and you'll write it for me, Hetty, dear."
"But your mother, Barnabas, your mother, God rest her sweet soul! your mother weren't like me no nor Natty Bell she were away up over me an' the likes o' me a wonderful scholard she were, an' when she died, Barnabas " here the ex-champion's voice grew uncertain and his steady gaze wavered sought the sanded floor the raftered ceiling wandered down the wall and eventually fixed upon the bell-mouthed blunderbuss that hung above the mantel, "when she died," he continued, "she made me promise as you should be taught to read an' cypher an' taught I've had you according for a promise is a promise, Barnabas an' there y' are."
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