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He delivered the bag, and going back stopped at a spot where Festing and some others were fitting the end of a heavy beam into a pole. Charnock watched while the men dragged out the beam and then replaced it after deepening the hole. They were splashed and dirty, and presently Festing leaned upon his shovel while he got his breath. "You seem determined to fix it properly," Charnock remarked.
Festing thought she was too just to blame him for Bob's fault, but he had been forced to witness her humiliation, and she would, no doubt, avoid him because of this. Well, he had done with Bob, although he would see him once on his return and tell him what he thought. Then he heard a shout and saw a farmer trying to move a loaded cart out of his way.
Then he got on his feet awkwardly and set off for Festing's shack. The rain and cold revived him, but walking was difficult, and when he reached the shack he fell into a chair. Festing was not in, and Charnock remembered he had said something about having extra work to do.
It was a fierce hustle from sunrise to dark, with all your senses highly strung and your efforts speeded up." "Then one can understand why it's a relief to lounge. But would that satisfy you long?" Festing laughed. "It would certainly satisfy me for a time, but after that I don't know. It's a busy world, and there's much to be done." Muriel studied him as they walked back along the terrace.
"But in a way, one thing depended on the other. Perhaps I oughtn't to have said so, but I'm upset to-night. Though I did expect to be pulled up, it was a knock." "No doubt. Are you going to marry Sadie?" "I am. Have you any reason to disapprove?" "Certainly not," said Festing. "Sadie's rather a friend of mine." In a sense, this was true.
He did not get up, and Festing leaned against the wall and wiped his bleeding face. "Pick up the hog and take him to the hotel," he said, and tried to fill his pipe with shaking hands while the rest went out. Other people joined them in the street, and Festing, stealing away as a crowd began to gather, went to the implement store, where he washed his face and brushed his damaged clothes.
Letter from Henry Festing Jones in the Press, Christchurch, New Zealand, about Butler's Dialogue, which had appeared originally in the Press December 20, 1862, and could not be found. June 8. "Darwin on the Origin of Species. A Dialogue "discovered in consequence of the foregoing letter and reprinted in the Press. June 15.
"How we shall get down the last pitch isn't very obvious," Miss Jardine remarked. "I suppose we will see when we arrive. It isn't my resolution that gives way, but my foot. You might go first." Festing dropped on to the first shelf, and she came down into his arms. The shock nearly flung him off, but he steadied her with an effort and seized the stem of the small tree.
You don't want your rabbits tortured so that somebody may make thirty cents apiece. It has got to be stopped, and why not stop it now? Where does the fellow live?" Helen told him, and added: "But you can't go like that." "No; I suppose not," said Festing doubtfully. "It won't make a long round if I call at Gardiner's. I'll come back later and tell you how I've fixed things up."
Nobody was at all afraid of him; but his sympathetic forbearance with his helpers' weaknesses and his whimsical humor seemed to pay much better than bullying. He made a joke where Festing frowned, but the latter felt thoughtful as he went down-hill. One must make allowance, but Bob was something of a responsibility.
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