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The parson, despite his perplexity and anger, could not repress a smile, as he approached his learned friend, and bent down for the purpose of extricating him. "Lord love your reverence, you'd better not!" cried Mr. Stirn. "Don't be tempted, he only wants to get you into is claws. I would not go a near him for all the " The speech was interrupted by Dr.
On approaching the farm-buildings, Randal was seized with the terror of an impostor; for, despite all the theoretical learning on Bucolics and Georgics with which he had dazzled the squire, poor Frank, so despised, would have beat him hollow when it came to the judging of the points of an ox, or the show of a crop. "Ha, ha," cried the squire, chuckling, "I long to see how you'll astonish Stirn.
And so readily was that glance of the eye understood, that I think, if that scene had taken place out of doors instead of in the church, there would have been a hurrah as the squire passed out of sight. Scarcely had Mr. Hazeldean got clear of the churchyard, ere Mr. Stirn was whispering in his ear. As Stirn whispered, the squire's face grew long, and his colour rose.
And after the search instituted for Lenny on the fatal night, all attempt to hush up what had passed would have been impossible. So then Stirn told his story, as the tinker had told his own; both tales were very unfavourable to Leonard Fairfield.
Some pointed and mowed at him, some cursed him for a sneak, and all shunned his society; voices were heard in the hedgerows, as he passed through the village at dusk, "Who was put into the stocks? baa!" "Who got a bloody nob for playing spy to Nick Stirn? baa!" To resist this species of aggression would have been a vain attempt for a wiser head and a colder temper than our poor pattern-boy's.
MR. STIRN. "Well, you see, you can't go to church, prayers half over by this time. You recollex that I put them stocks under your 'sponsibility, and see the way you's done your duty by 'em! I've half a mind to " Mr. Stirn cast his eyes on the eyes of the stocks. "Please, sir," began Lenny again, rather frightened. "No, I won't please; it ben't pleasing at all.
"'Cause I did as he told me, and fought a boy as was trespassing on these very stocks; and he beat me but I don't care for that; and that boy was a young gentleman, and going to visit the squire; and so Nick Stirn " Lenny stopped short, choked by rage and humiliation. "Augh," said the tinker, starting, "you fit with a young gentleman, did you? Sorry to hear you confess that, my lad!
LENNY. "No, sir; indeed I does not!" MR. STIRN. "Well, you see, you can't go to church, prayers half over by this time. You recollex that I put them stocks under your 'sponsibility, and see the way you's done your duty by 'em! I've half a mind to " Mr. Stirn cast his eyes on the eyes of the stocks. "Please, sir," began Lenny again, rather frightened.
Stirn was not present at the parson's Discourse; but that valuable functionary was far otherwise engaged, indeed, during the summer months he was rarely seen at the afternoon service. Not that he cared for being preached at, not he; Mr. Stirn would have snapped his fingers at the thunders of the Vatican. But the fact was, that Mr.
Stirn, as he stood still, hat in hand, in the middle of the road, stung, humbled, and exasperated by the mortification he had received from the lips of Randal Leslie, would have felt that that young gentleman was the proper object of his resentment, yet such a breach of all the etiquette of diplomatic life as resentment towards a superior power was the last idea that would have suggested itself to the profound intellect of the premier of Hazeldean.
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