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"Time!" said Vercoe and I in chorus, and I added in an undertone to my man, "Go in and win." It was obvious from the start that Phil was not as good a man as Acton as far as skill was concerned, but when it came to well-knit strength there was no doubt that Phil had the pull. Acton's eagerness was a disadvantage against one so cool as Bourne.
Here's my hand, and we'll let bygones be bygones." "Never!" said Acton. "I'll get even with you yet." "So be it," said Bourne; and he turned away, and got into his coat, leaving Vercoe and Acton on the field of battle. "Don't care to mention it, old man," he said to me as we got to his room, "all the same, I thought I was a gone coon just when I knocked the fellow out."
"I must look 'ee out a perfect one," said Mrs. Vercoe, tapping up one after another and rapping them with her knuckles. "They'm terrible things for getting chipped. There, I think those are all right." Angela, in a high state of delight, chose the one she thought the prettiest. Poppy, meanwhile, was tugging at Esther's skirt.
She could not rest until Esther had consented, and she could not keep from dancing with excitement as she bent over the box, trying to make a selection. "Bless her pretty face," cried Mrs. Vercoe, much amused. The old lady was as delighted with her customers as though they were spending pounds instead of pennies.
It wouldn't have mattered quite so much, but now we have pretended to Cousin Charlotte that we enjoyed our lunch it would be dreadful. You will never say a word to any one, will you, Mrs. Vercoe?" Mrs. Vercoe promised solemnly, whereupon the four tongues were unloosed, and the whole tale of the calamity and their hunger and disappointment was poured out. Mrs.
Vercoe listened with the keenest interest, every now and then raising her two fat hands in amazement, then resting them again on her plump sides. "Oh, my dears! oh, my dears!" she kept gasping. "What owdacious wickedness there do be in this world, to be sure. To think of it! Well, I never did! And if they ain't caught and punished it'll be no more nor less than a crying shame."
"We were so shocked, so absolutely petrified with terror, that it was a second or so before we realised that it was Mr Vercoe not the Mr Vercoe we knew, but an entirely different Mr Vercoe a Mr Vercoe without a stitch of clothing, and with a face metamorphosed into a lurid, solid block of horror, overspreading which was a suspicion of something something too dreadful to name, but which we could have sworn was utterly at variance with his nature.
Can you see any association in the two hauntings any possible connection between what you heard and what Mr Vercoe saw?" A look of perplexity crossed the Baroness's face. "I hardly know," she said. "What is your opinion on that point?" "That they are distinct absolutely distinct.
We must keep him in sight at all costs, and, bidding me remain where I was, he raced downstairs. "After a long search he eventually discovered Mr Vercoe lying at full length on the grass insensible.
Vercoe insisted, though, on their all having some milk to drink with their splits, on which she spread butter liberally, and an apple or so each to take away and munch on the moor. It was too soon to go home yet, they felt, yet their love for wandering had been somewhat dashed by the unpleasant experience of the morning.
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