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What if I don't do it? He giv' me a tenner, he did. 'E's a real gent. What if I don't do it?" he repeated. Mr. Vermont's eyes narrowed till he looked like a snake about to strike. Raising the riding-whip which he had in his hand, he seized the wretched creature once more, and brought the whip down again and again on his almost skeleton body.
Vermont's, prescribed that no process under the Fugitive Slave Law should be recognized by any of her Courts, officers, or citizens; nor any aid given in arresting or removing from the State any Person claimed as a Fugitive Slave; provided counsel for alleged Fugitives; for the issue of habeas corpus and trial by jury of issues of fact between the parties; ordained Freedom to all within the State who may have been held as Slaves before coming into it, and prescribed heavy penalties for any attempt to return any such to Slavery.
"Yes, sir; but would you like to see him across the paddock?" "Yes," said Adrien. "By the way, who rides him to-morrow?" "Peacock, sir." "Ah, the new jockey." "Yes, sir; Mr. Vermont's lad," returned the groom. "A good seat?" asked Adrien. "Capital, never saw a better, sir, and weighs next to nothing. I'll send for him."
Goaded almost to desperation by the sneering sarcasm of Vermont's words, the woman threw down her fork, thereby smashing a champagne glass, and thrust her angry, flushed countenance close to his. "What's your game?" she hissed. "Are you playing with me and Adrien? Are you setting him against me? I know your artful tricks; but don't you play 'em on me, Jasper!
Harker out of friendship and sympathy, and did not know until long after her marriage that she, and therefore her husband, were in his power. So she ventured to grasp the happiness held out to her, thus strengthening the chain which bound her father and herself in slavery to Jasper Vermont's will.
"No one really knows what he is or where he springs from; yet he always seems to have plenty of money, and apparently the whole of Leroy's passes through his hands." "Something near a million," put in Parselle enviously, "and with the run of a castle like a palace. No, Vermont's no fool!" Mortimer Shelton nodded. "The Castle's all right," he said curtly.
"And what did you do with the other man?" asked Lenaieff, laughing loudly. "I rid myself of him in the same way. At a sign from me, my maid announced the name of the father-in-law, and the alarmed son-in-law escaped by the same road! Oh, but I know them! They will come back!" "Because Mademoiselle de Vermont's million francs have destroyed their amorous designs."
Just why he hated him so he, himself, could hardly have explained; but with men of Jasper Vermont's calibre, the mere fact that one possesses so much wealth, position, and popularity while the other must perforce live by his wits, is quite sufficient to arouse all the evil passions of which he is capable. "A mighty regal way he has with him," he muttered again, as he put away his book.
Said Muldoon, in a far-away and sleepy voice: "Who in Vermont's goin' to haul de inalienable oats? Dey weigh like Sam Hill, an' sixty bushel at dat allowance ain't goin' to last t'ree weeks here. An' dere's de winter hay for five mont's!" "We can settle those minor details when the great cause is won," said the yellow horse.
Vermont's charm of manner, he could resent, smiling still, an impertinence or a snub, and deal back a tongue thrust that would effectually put his opponent hors de combat. Truly of him might be quoted, "I smile, and murder while I smile." To-night he was apparently enjoying the gay scene before him.
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