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He wanted to snuff that life out as the life of Black Jack Hollis had been snuffed. He excluded the sheriff deliberately from his attention and turned fully upon Gainor. "Mr. Gainor, will you be kind enough to go over to that grove of spruce where the three of us can talk without any danger of interruption?" Of course, that speech revealed everything.
The chief justice of Rhode Island, Hopkins, has refused to honour the order to arrest these Rhode-Islanders." "Pirates!" said my father. "Pirates, if you like. We shall all be pirates before long." "Well, Gainor, is that all? It does not concern me."
This gentleman was a prime favourite with my Aunt Gainor, although they had but one opinion in common, and fought and scratched like the far-famed Irish cats. I think, too, the doctor liked your humble servant, chiefly because I admired and reverenced him for his learning and his unflinching love of his country. At this time we lay about Morristown in New Jersey.
The boldness and sagacity of the scheme impressed a man trained to skill in commerce, and ever given to courageous ventures. "You must sail in October or before; you will need a year. No less will do." "Yes yes." I saw from his look that he was captured. He walked to and fro, while my Aunt Gainor switched the dust off her petticoat or looked out of the window. At last she turned to me.
"Come, Gainor," she cried, seeing us; "help me to shell my peas. Thou shalt have some. They are come in a ship from the Bermudas. What a pretty pale green the pods are! I should like an apron of that colour." "I have the very thing, dear. Shall it be the minuet pattern, or plain?" "Oh, plain. Am I not a Friend? Une Amie? Ciel! but it is droll in French.
Chew said, "Let us defeat these Tories at the card-table, Gainor." "With all my heart," said my aunt, glad of this turn in the talk. "Come and give me luck, Hugh," said Mrs. Ferguson. "What a big fellow you are! Your aunt must find you ruffles soon, and a steenkirk."
"She'll probably read you a curtain lecture. But at heart she's proud of you because of the way Gainor talked. You can't do anything wrong in my sister's eyes." Terry breathed a great sigh of relief. "But I'm not ashamed of what I've done. I'm really not, Uncle Vance. I'm afraid that I'd do it over again, under the same circumstances." "Of course you would. Of course you would, my boy.
I think it was about this time that I saw a little scene which much impressed me, and which often recurs to my memory. We that is, Mr. Montresor, and my Aunt Gainor and I of a Saturday afternoon rode over by the lower ferry and up Gray's Lane, and so to Mr. Hamilton's country-seat. "The Woodlands," as it was called, stood on a hill amid many beautiful trees and foreign shrubs and flowers.
Having that thought, there is only one thing to do. One of us must not leave this place!" Gainor bowed, but the sheriff gaped. "By the eternal!" he scoffed. "This sounds like one of them duels of the old days. This was the way they used to talk!" "Gentlemen," said Gainor, raising his long-fingered hand, "it is my solemn duty to admonish you to make up your differences amicably."
I saw his face set in an expression I well knew; but my mother laid a hand on his arm, and, with what must have been a great effort, he controlled his anger, and said coldly: "I have talked this over with thy friend, Joseph Warder, and he desired that his son should share in my decision as to Hugh. Talk to him, Gainor." "I do not take counsel with my agent, John. He does as I bid him.
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