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"Well, well, Master Chuter," said the painter and decorator, rising to go, "let the boy draw pigs and osses for his living. And I wish he may find paint as easy as slate-pencil."
Lake gave him Benjamin's share of treacle- stick, but he has been known to give some of it away, and to exchange peppermint-drops for a slate-pencil rather softer than his own. He would have had Benjamin's share of "bits" from the cupboard, but that the other children begged so much oftener, and Mrs. Lake was not capable of refusing any thing to a steady tease.
The boards were uncarpeted, and stained with patches of ink of all sizes and ages; while the atmosphere, in spite of the blazing fire, had a scholastic blending of soap and water, ink and slate-pencil in its composition, which produced a chill and depressing effect.
And, with some "free-handling," Abel would strike the five fingers off, one by one, in five screeching strokes of the slate-pencil. But his art was conventional, and when Jan said, "Make un a miller's thumb," he was puzzled, and could only bend the shortest of the five strokes slightly backwards to represent the trade-mark of his forefathers.
"I can't say that I can quite understand how a beam can exist potentially and yet not be there actually enough to trace. Why, a thing has to be actual or not exist at all you can't possibly have something that is nothing. It doesn't make sense. But lay off those integrations of yours, please," as now armed with a slate-pencil, Stevens began to draw a diagram upon a four-foot sheet of smooth slate.
He took down a slate-pencil box with a sliding lid, and drew out a bundle of crumbled slips which Hughie, with sinking heart, recognized as his own vouchers. "Sixteen pennies." Foxy had taken care of this part of the business. "Sixteen!" exclaimed Hughie, snatching up the bunch. "Count them yourself," said Foxy, calmly, knowing well he could count on Hughie's honesty.
Did the genius in him really take its rise in the old artist who etched those willows which he had once struggled to rival with slate-pencil?
Oh, I do think it extraordinary!" Mabel said at once, "It's not at all extraordinary. It would be with any one else; but not with James." Lucy lifted her head. "What do you mean, Mabel?" "Well, it's difficult to explain. You are so odd about James. He is either the sort of being you name in a whisper or makes you edgy all over like a slate-pencil.
Maria Dolores couldn't help laughing a little at this. But afterwards she said, on a key consolatory, "Ah, well, he has gone away now, so let us hope your friend Prospero will promptly recover his accustomed appetite." "Yes," said Annunziata, "I hope so. But oh, that old slate-pencil man, how I hate him! I would like to uhhh!"
The long grass rustled at her feet as the White Rabbit hurried by the frightened Mouse splashed his way through the neighboring pool she could hear the rattle of the teacups as the March Hare and his friends shared their never-ending meal, and the shrill voice of the Queen ordering off her unfortunate guests to execution once more the pig-baby was sneezing on the Duchess' knee, while plates and dishes crashed around it once more the shriek of the Gryphon, the squeaking of the Lizard's slate-pencil, and the choking of the suppressed guinea-pigs, filled the air, mixed up with the distant sob of the miserable Mock Turtle.
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