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And now, for the first time, Barrymaine's gaze left Chichester's face, and fixed itself upon the open casement instead. "Ha!" he cried, "here comes G-Gaunt at last, D-Dig, and with his hangman at his elbow! But he's t-too late, Dig, he's too l-late I'm going, but I mean to take our friend our d-dear friend Chichester w-with me look now!"
It was intolerable that he, the first citizen of Brampton, should have to submit to such humiliation. "Write 'em now. W-want to see 'em." "But if I give you my word they will be written and sent to you to-morrow afternoon?" "T-too late," said Jethro; "sit down and write 'em now." Mr. Worthington went irresolutely to the table, stood for a minute, and dropped suddenly into the chair there.
"No, I don't d-doubt, n-nor I don't th-think much about 'em; they're t-too deep for me, and I ler-let 'em alone. We shall all un-know about these things in God's goo-good time. I th-think more about keepin' peace among n-neighbors, bein' kuh-kindly to the poor, h-helpin' on the cause of eddication, and d-doin' ginerally as I would be done by." Mr.
S-Spike s-s- stripped and s-swum out into the f-fog, but he couldn't f-f-find her, and we thought the b-b-blooming yacht had g-gone adrift, t-too! And so we s-stayed on sh-shore, and slept in a p-p-potato- patch, and all we had to eat was some r-r-radishes.
It was intolerable that he, the first citizen of Brampton, should have to submit to such humiliation. "Write 'em now. W-want to see 'em." "But if I give you my word they will be written and sent to you to-morrow afternoon?" "T-too late," said Jethro; "sit down and write 'em now." Mr. Worthington went irresolutely to the table, stood for a minute, and dropped suddenly into the chair there.
Here she is, with two children to look after, and her husband shut out from his home, and her servants in a state of unreasoning terror. I think you two girls should brace up, and help Mrs. Spencer all you can." "I think so, t-too," said Midget, in a voice still choking with tears, and then Delight began to cry.
It was intolerable that he, the first citizen of Brampton, should have to submit to such humiliation. "Write 'em now. W-want to see 'em." "But if I give you my word they will be written and sent to you to-morrow afternoon?" "T-too late," said Jethro; "sit down and write 'em now." Mr. Worthington went irresolutely to the table, stood for a minute, and dropped suddenly into the chair there.
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