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It's queer very queer; and he is as much afraid of a horse as I am of I don't know what." The Squire's memory failed to answer the call. "What are you grinning at, you young scamp?" "Oh, Mr. Rivers did say, Uncle Jim, something about bats." "Yes, that's it bats and I do suppose every one has his especial fear.
Men still tell how, when the squire's new thrashing-machine ran amuck in Grammoch-town, and for some minutes the market square was a turbulent sea of blaspheming men, yelping dogs, and stampeding sheep, only one flock stood calm as a mill-pond by the bull-ring, watching the riot with almost indifference.
Nay, let him rather think that I have softened any displeasure you might otherwise have felt." There seemed so much good sense in what Randal said, and the kindness of it seemed so disinterested, that the squire's native shrewdness was deceived. "You are a fine young fellow," said he, "and I am very much obliged to you.
"Yes, it is I," he at last answered; and he shook hands with Jacques as if he had been his most intimate friend. "He was so glad to see him," he said. "And how are they all at 'Les Marches," he inquired. "Oh, jolly-like," said the man who had boasted that he could speak English; "the squire's in a reg'lar good mood this week." "Indeed!" said Frank.
Wishing you a speedy and complete recovery, and every happiness and prosperity in your future life, believe me, dear Mr. Cossey, "Very truly yours, "Ida de la Molle." He put down this uncompromising and crushing epistle and nervously glanced at the Squire's, which was very short. "My dear Cossey," it began, "Ida has shown me the inclosed letter.
William Fabens was a cousin of the Squire's, whom he had not seen before that month, since they were boys in Cloverdale. William had gone to New York city about the time Matthew went to Summerfield; and was now an intelligent merchant still in trade, and was out on his first visit to the Lake Country.
After their departure, appeared Squire Headlong and Mr Milestone, who agreed, over their muffin and partridge, to walk together to a ruined tower, within the precincts of the squire's grounds, which Mr Milestone thought he could improve. The other guests dropped in by ones and twos, and made their respective arrangements for the morning.
The Squire's death had produced a great impression on Cæsar: from that day he had been, Nan declared, "quite a changed pusson;" and the impression deepened until three months later, in the course of a great midnight meeting in the Methodist church, Cæsar Gunn suddenly announced that he had "got religion."
I was at a loss, therefore, to account for the Squire's indignation at a measure apparently fraught with convenience and advantage, until I found that the conveniences of travelling were among his greatest grievances. In fact, he rails against stage-coaches, post-chaises, and turnpike-roads, as serious causes of the corruption of English rural manners.
And having said so, she repented what she had done, as she looked first at her father and then at her mother. A cloud came over the squire's brow as for a minute he went on turning over the letters and newspapers. "Oh, from Mary Thorne, is it?" he said. "Well, you had better send it to him." "Frank said that if any letters came they were to be kept," said his sister Sophy.
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