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She spoke quite quietly almost under her breath; but her slender fingers interlocked, and a steady glow had overflowed her pale cheeks. A tremor passed through all her listeners a tremor of excitement. "What can we do?" said Miss Toogood at last, in a low voice. Her eyes stared out of her kind old face, which had grown white.
The mare was ready to go. He spurred her to a sharp trot. Then having joined the little group on ahead, he sent Master Courage Toogood back with his lantern, with orders to inquire at the cottage for Mistress de Chavasse and there to await her pleasure. He asked Lady Sue to mount behind him, but this she refused to do.
The young Hogglestockians stared at him, and so did Jane. Jane, who had before heard of him, did not like him at first sight, seeing that her father was clearly displeased by the tone of the visitor's address. Mr Crawley was displeased. There was a familiarity about Mr Toogood which made him sore, as having been exhibited before his pupils.
And then how peculiar were the domestic traits which he told! What was Mr Crawley to say to a man who had taught his own children to call their mother Thais? Of Thais Mr Crawley did know something, and he forgot to remember that perhaps Mr Toogood knew less.
And the next minute the corner of the clerk's eye shot again into the corner of the pa'son's, and the pa'son's back again to the clerk's. "Hee, hee!" said the clerk. "Ha, ha!" said Pa'son Toogood. "Ah, sir," says the clerk again, "this is better than crying Amen to your Ever-and-ever on a winter's morning!" "Yes, indeed, clerk!
Of a sudden, as Mr Toogood spoke these last words, the whole tone of his voice seemed to change, and even the position of his body became so much altered as to indicate a different kind of man. "You just tell your story in your own way, and I won't interrupt you till you've done. That's always the best." "I must first crave your attention to an unfortunate preliminary," said Mr Crawley.
As the archbishop and his forgery would be to England, so was Mr Crawley and the cheque for twenty pounds to Barchester and its mayor. Nevertheless, the mayor promised his assistance to Mr Toogood. Mr Toogood, still neglecting his red-nosed friend, went next to the deanery, hoping that he might again see Mr Harding. Mr Harding was, he was told, too ill to be seen.
But the clergyman was not shaken from his resolve, and was at last able to ask Mr Toogood what he had better do, how he had better attempt to defend himself, on the understanding that no legal aid was to be employed. When this question was at last asked in such a way as to demand an answer, Mr Toogood sat for a moment or two in silence.
"Look at Norway! As soon as the women got the vote, why the women's salaries in public offices were put up at once." The strong, honest face of the teacher refused to smile. "Well it isn't always so, Miss Toogood. I know they say that in New Zealand and Colorado where we've got the vote salaries aren't equal by any manner of means." The dressmaker's withered cheek flushed red.
And then he had always heard so high a character of this man from his son-in-law. No, it was impossible that Mr Crawley had in truth stolen a cheque for twenty pounds! Mr Toogood could get no further information in Barchester, and went on to Silverbridge early in the afternoon.
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