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Updated: July 18, 2025
Parson John's a good man, but he ain't in the same line with them nohow. He's too commonplace, an' don't stir the people up." For a while Mrs. Stickles did not reply. She wiped her hands on her apron, and crossing the room took down a small pot, put in a little tea, filled it with water, and set it on the back of the stove to draw.
And with this force went Jeremy Stickles, and with it went myself, as knowing more about the passage than any other stranger did.
"But at any minute now a cow may be passing this way and we might be able to obtain some." "A cow passing! I don't understand," and Mr. Westmore stirred the sugar in his tea. "Yes. The Stickles are losing their only cow. Farrington has sent Pete after her, and he should be along by this time."
Afterwards, I was always very sadly ashamed of myself, knowing how poor a thing bodily strength is, as compared with power of mind, and that it is a coward's part to misuse it upon weaker folk. For the present there was a little breach between Master Stickles and me, for which I blamed myself very sorely.
We will have thy old double-dealing uncle, Huckaback of Dulverton, and march him first to assault Doone Castle, sure as my name is Stickles. I hear that he hath often vowed to storm the valley himself, if only he could find a dozen musketeers to back him. Now, we will give him chance to do it, and prove his loyalty to the King, which lies under some suspicion of late.
You know that the Fletchers have been waiting a long time for Billy to die in order to get his gold, property and " "Yes, yes, I know Tom Fletcher," broke in Mrs. Stickles. "Don't I know 'im, an' wot a mean sneak he is. He's suspicious of everybody, an' is always lookin' fer trouble. An' as to meanness, why he hasn't a heart as big as the smallest chicken.
Only think of loving Lorna, only think of kissing her; and then remembering that her father had destroyed the life of mine!" "Only think," said Master Stickles, imitating my very voice, "of Lorna loving you, John, of Lorna kissing you, John; and all the while saying to herself, 'this man's father murdered mine. Now look at it in Lorna's way as well as in your own way. How one-sided all men are!"
"Your children are certainly a credit to you, Mrs. Stickles," remarked Mr. Westmore. "You should be proud of them." "I am, sir, indeed I am," and the worthy woman's face beamed with pleasure. "But it takes a lot of 'scretion, Parson, to handle a big family. I've often said to John that children are like postage-stamps. They've got to be licked sometimes to do the work they were intended to do.
I should have considered thy intellect." "Nay, Master Jeremy, make no apologies. It is I that should excuse myself; but, God knows, I have no politics." "Stick to that, my lad," he answered; "so shalt thou die easier. "Now I understand at last. But, Master Stickles, you might have said all that an hour ago almost."
Sunday being the very first day upon which it would be honourable for me to enter Glen Doone. But though I tried every possible means with Master Jeremy Stickles, offering him the choice for dinner of every beast that was on the farm, he durst not put off our departure later than the Saturday.
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