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Updated: June 12, 2025
A fearful remembrance of the blow he had given him on the head rushed back on Mr. Sclater: could it be the consequence of that? Was the boy paralyzed? He was on the point of hurrying to him, but restrained himself, and rising with deliberation, approached the sideboard. A nearer sight of the boy's face reassured him.
Lastly, in several species of a sub-genus of Pipra or Manakin, the males, as described by Mr. Sclater, have their SECONDARY wing-feathers modified in a still more remarkable manner. Even the bones of the wing, which support these singular feathers in the male, are said by Mr. Fraser to be much thickened.
But Gibbie read some trouble in her eyes, for his soul was all touch, and, like a delicate spiritual seismograph, responded at once to the least tremble of a neighbouring soul. The minister was not present, and Mrs. Sclater had both to be the blazing coal, and keep blowing herself, else, however hot it might be at the smouldering hearth, the little company would have sent up no flame of talk.
That of course sets everything right at least even then the open street, you know! You will understand, Mr. Sclater. I beg your pardon, Sir Gilbert. I hope I did not hurt you with my parasol!" Gibbie again laughed aloud. "Thank you," said Miss Kimble confused, and annoyed with herself for being so, especially before her girls. "I should be sorry to have hurt you.
His heart was beating like the trample of a trotting horse. He never thought of inquiring whether Gibbie had been commissioned by Mrs. Sclater to invite him, or reflected that his studies were not half over for the night.
Sclater started to his feet, the hand which held the offending document uplifted, his eyes flaming, his checks white with passion, and with the flat of the slate came down a great blow on the top of Gibbie's head. Happily the latter was the harder of the two, and the former broke, flying mostly out of the frame. It took Gibbie terribly by surprise.
To leave no stone unturned, however, Mr. Sclater wrote to Mr. Withrop.
Sclater spoke to her husband, who said to Gibbie that, if he chose to provide Donal with suitable garments, he would advance him the money: that was the way he took credit for every little sum he handed his ward, but in his accounts was correct to a farthing. Gibbie would thereupon have dragged Donal at once to the tailor; but Donal was obstinate.
Sclater seemed to belong to existence itself, and their recognition essential to the living of their lives; whence it naturally resulted that upon occasion he seemed to them devoid of the first rudiments of breeding, without respect or any notion of subordination. Mr. Sclater was conscientious in his treatment of him. The very day following that of their arrival, he set to work with him.
Sclater could not help remembering what a difference it would have made to him in his early struggles, if some rich bursar above him had yielded a place and held his peace. Daur-street being too far from Elphinstone College for a student to live there, Mr.
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