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A scar on his cheek and another across his hand, showed that he had been, at close quarters, too, on some occasion, with the enemy. Mr Janrin and Mr Thursby both paid him much attention during dinner.
"God!" groaned Haig, as he sat erect at last, and reached for the glass, now cold. He tasted it, and set it back with a wry face. "Damn Thursby!" he muttered. "Does he think I'm going to stay here forever, like a bear in a pit?" He woke the next morning in an ugly humor, having slept little, and then only to dream such dreams as fed his discontent.
Only Roberts, who might be expected to view his appearance with misgivings, had eyed him askance. Poor Joe Benson was confined to the dormitory. Thursby, himself only a recent addition to the big squad, grinned at Steve from the length of the long table in a way which seemed to say: "They had to have us! I guess we fellows on the second team are pretty bad, what?"
Claflin played desperately then and, almost before Brimfield realised it, had reached the middle of the field. Trow was weak and several gains were made past him. Thursby, too, had not found his pace. Claflin succeeded with a short forward-pass and twice made five-and six-yard gains around the Brimfield right end.
Carmine was put back at quarter, Rollins went in for Harris, and Thursby took Captain Innes's place at centre. Carmine took many chances. There were several lateral passes which made gains, two forward heaves that in some unaccountable manner landed right, a number of end runs that helped, and a desperate attack at the Phillips centre between these.
Norton failed to gain at the line and Williams dropped back to kick. Milton followed to hold the ball for him and Brimfield held her breath. Thursby passed low to the quarter and when the ball arose it bounded away from a charging Claflin forward and went dancing and rolling back up the field. It was finally secured by Gleason on Claflin's thirty-three yards.
Everyone sorry to say good-bye to Thursby who goes to Italy. Rumours that Winston is leaving the Admiralty. This would be an awful blow to us out here, would be a sign that Providence had some grudge against the Dardanelles. Private feelings do not count in war, but alas, how grievous is this set-back to one who has it in him to revive the part of Pitt, had he but Pitt's place. Haldane, too.
There have been more famous musicians engaged for Plymouth Church Choir during the past fifty years than in any other church in this country, if not in the world. Among the names I may mention are Zundel, Burnet, Stebbins, Wheeler, Thursby, Toedt, Sterling, Lasar, Damrosch, Warrenwrath, Camp, and many others. Of them all probably John Zundel came the nearest to Mr. Beecher's ideal.
The person whose duty Ruth had been discussing so freely looked after the two retreating figures till they disappeared, and then turned to Mrs. Alwynn. "You and Mr. Alwynn also go to the school-feast to-morrow?" Mrs. Alwynn, a little nettled, explained that of course she went, that it was her own school-feast, that Mrs. Thursby, at the Hall, had nothing to do with it. Alwynn, gave it herself.
"Yes," was Huntingdon's answer, still putting everything up to his enemy. "Well then, Huntington, since you'll deal with Thursby now, I thought we might as well ask each other a few questions, and give straight answers." "I'm ready," said Huntington gruffly. "Thank you. First, did you drive that bunch of cattle off the cliff?" "No. But did you scatter those twenty head of mine?" "No.
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