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Esmond Warrington, the only prisoner who had escaped from Braddock's field the victim of so much illness and hardship was a favourite with the town-folks, and received privately and publicly with no little kindness. The parson glorified my escape in a sermon; the neighbours came to visit the fugitive; the family coach was ordered out, and Madam Esmond and I paid our visits in return.
"The town-folks air fairly sodden in foolishness," exclaimed the ranger, indignantly. He drew from his ample pocket a roll of ragged newspapers, and pointed with his great thumb at a paragraph. And Luke Todd read by the light of the lantern the advertisement and description of the estray printed according to law in the nearest newspaper.
An' I couldn't git somebody ter toll her off an' take her up. That ain't fair. What ought I ter hev done?" "Wa'al," said Luke, drifting into argument, "the town-folks 'low ez ye hev got nuthin ter prove it by, the stray-book an' records bein' burnt. The town-folks 'low ez ye can't prove by writin' an' sech ez ye ever tried ter find the owner."
"It's strange, cousin," said Miss Ophelia, "one might almost think you were a professor, to hear you talk." "A professor?" said St. Clare. "Yes; a professor of religion." "Not at all; not a professor, as your town-folks have it; and, what is worse, I'm afraid, not a practiser, either." "What makes you talk so, then?" "Nothing is easier than talking," said St. Clare.
"I intended doing so," he said, "as a matter of friendship, Mrs. Barnes. You may rest easy. I have taken pains to let the town-folks know that your interests are mine and I think our er late er friend is learning what our best citizens think of his attitude." There was truth in this statement.
"Now," said Miss Bennett, calling upon Miss Rexford, "there will be a few people to talk to, and we shall see a little life. These people are really a very good sort; you'll begin to have some enjoyment." The Rexfords had indeed been advertised more than once of the advantage that would accrue to them from the coming of the town-folks, and this chiefly by Trenholme himself.
'They're brennin' ivery rag I have i' t' world, gasped out Simpson: 'I niver had much, and now I'm a beggar. 'Well! thou shouldn't ha' turned again' thine own town-folks, and harboured t' gang. Sarves thee reet. A'd noane be here leadin' beasts if a were as young as a were; a'd be in t' thick on it.
'They're brennin' ivery rag I have i' t' world, gasped out Simpson: 'I niver had much, and now I'm a beggar. 'Well! thou shouldn't ha' turned again' thine own town-folks, and harboured t' gang. Sarves thee reet. A'd noane be here leadin' beasts if a were as young as a were; a'd be in t' thick on it.
To him Torrini was the crystallization of Italy, or so much of that Italy as Richard had caught a glimpse of at Genoa. To the town-folks Torrini perhaps vaguely suggested hand-organs and eleemosynary pennies; but Richard never looked at the straight-limbed, handsome fellow without recalling the Phrygian-capped sailors of the Mediterranean.
The village was a very little one, but it stood upon a road, and here he had his first sight of the town-folks, for as he rested by a gate a company of fellows went by from the wars. They were stained with travel, too, and were very silent and peevish. One cried out to him to know how far was it to London, but he shook his head and said that he was a stranger.
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