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Swift as was Sutton's savage rush across the canvas, he had hardly left his corner in the ropes before Young Denny was upon him. The boy lifted and sprang and dropped cat-footed in the middle of the ring, hunched of shoulder and bent of knee to meet the shocking impact. It was bewilderingly rapid terrifyingly effortless this explosive, spontaneous answer of every muscle to the call of the brain.
I only got here last night myself." "I was in the meeting-house," said Cynthia. "The meeting-house!" he echoed. "You don't mean to tell me that you listened to that silly speech of Sutton's?" This remark, delivered in all earnestness, was the signal for uproarious laughter from Mr. Dodd and others sitting near by, attending earnestly to the conversation. Cynthia bit her lip.
It is the height of cruelty to lock him up in a fireless room, without provisions or dry clothing. If he should die, would we be guiltless?" Mrs. Sutton's benevolent physiognomy was perplexed. "Didn't I say as much in the other room, before everybody, my dear? And didn't SHE put me down with one of her magisterial sentences?
It was Sutton's back that made her think. John must have been stooping over the German like that. John's wound was in his back. But if he was stooping it couldn't have come that way. The bullet would have gone through his chest.... Perhaps he had turned to pick up his stretcher. Billy was there. He would tell her how it had happened. She thought: No. I've had enough. I shall give it up.
A discovery, made on the fourth day of her visit, excited Mrs. Sutton's sympathies in behalf of the much enduring husband to a pitch it required long and serious pondering upon the wife's weakness and critical condition to restrain from indignant demonstration.
The oration began with a lengthy tribute to the resources and history of his state, and ended by a declaration that the speaker was in Congress at no man's bidding, but as the servant of the common people of his district. Sutton's speech. There were four columns of it, but Jethro seemed to take delight in every word; and portions of the noblest parts of it, indeed, he had Cynthia read over again.
After Jim's marriage Esther continued to manage the house and the dairy, leaving the cooking to her sister-in-law and the needlework to her mother. Soon after five o'clock on a bright summer morning the labourer going to his work heard the unbarring of Mrs. Sutton's shutters and the withdrawal of bolts.
"Perhaps Miss Devereux will come and score for us," he murmured. "Do, my love," said Mrs. Sutton. "And then I'll go to bed." If Vane remembered little of dinner that evening, he remembered still less about the game of billiards except that he was soundly beaten, to Mr. Sutton's great delight, and that he laughed quite a lot over silly little jokes.
He wore a flowing Prince Albert coat, which served to dignify a growing portliness, and his coal-black whiskers glistened in the light. A voice, which appeared to come from nowhere in particular, brought the gentleman up standing. "How be you, Heth?" It may not be that Mr. Sutton's hand trembled, but the ashes of his cigar fell to the floor.
Had he been in Coniston, he would have said, "How be you?" Cynthia took the hand, but did not rise, somewhat to Mr. Sutton's annoyance. A certain respect was due to a member of Congress and the Rajah of Clovelly. "How do you do, Mr. Sutton?" said Cynthia, very coolly. "I like her," remarked Mrs. Duncan to Mr. Worthington. "This is a splendid trip for you, eh, Cynthia?" Mr.
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