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ONE:"Margaret Holgrave, lady."Reuben did not trouble about the Realfs. Tilly had been no daughter of his from the day she married; it was a pity he had ever revoked his wrath and allowed himself to be on speaking terms with her and her family; if he had turned them out of Grandturzel straight away there would have been none of this absurd fussalso he would not have lost a good crop of hay. But he comforted himself with the thought that his magnanimity had put about a thousand pounds into his pocket, so he could afford to ignore the cold shoulder which[Pg 443] was turned to him wherever he went. And the hay was insured.
TWO:"Oh, will you?Then I'll love you!""The Lord's lost!" cried his father angrily. "You t?ake off them blacks, and git to work lik a human being."
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ONE:Reuben had flopped down in a heap on the settle, and his son ran off for help. He flung open the door, and nearly fell over Tilly who was cowering behind it.
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TWO:For a moment Reuben was bewildered with his sudden waking, but he soon came to himself at the sight of his wife's distorted face and the inanimate lop-headed baby. He sprang up, pulled on his trousers, and in two minutes had bundled the half-conscious but utterly willing Beatup out of his attic, and sent him off on the fastest horse to Rye. Then he came back into the bedroom. Naomi was sitting on the floor, her hair falling over her shoulders, the baby unconscious on her lap.
FORE:"Then d?an't come sobbing and howling in my parlour. You can go if you've naun more to say.""My liege, there are disciples of John Ball in the Toweraye, even among the royal household!"
FORE:The request was not so much the outcome of passion as might have been imagined from the form it took. It was true that he was deeply enamoured of her, but it was also true that for three months he had endured the intoxication of her presence without definitely, or even indefinitely, claiming her for his own. He had held himself back till he had thoroughly weighed and pondered her in relation to his schemeshe was not going to renounce Alice for a wife who would be herself a drawback in another way."Someone go fur the Squire."
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FORE:There was much turning of heads when Ben Backfield was seen to take his place with his children in their pew.... "Wot's he arter now?""Summat to do wud his farm you may be sartain.""He's heard about his gals and young Realf.""Ho, the wicked old sinner! I wish as Passon 'ud tip it to un straight."He could not account for it. Women had excited him before, but merely physically. He took it for granted that they had minds and souls like men, but he had not thought much about that aspect of them or allowed it to enter his calculations. Of late he had scarcely troubled about women at all, having something better to think of.
FORE:Robert bit off the end of his pencil, which his father,[Pg 160] who was looking the other way, luckily did not see. The boy crouched over the fire, trying to hide his trembling, and longing yet not daring to ask a hundred questions. He was glad and at the same time sorry when Reuben having explained to him the right and the wrong way of sowing beans, and enlarged on the wickedness of Radicals in general and Gladstone in particular, returned to Bardon's loss."Well, I knew you'd rather I said that than 'poor Reuben.'"
FORE:He knew now that Alice was lost. The whole of Boarzell lay between them. He had thought that she would be always there, but now he saw that between him and her lay the dividing wilderness of his success. She was the offering and the reward of failureand he had triumphed over failure as over everything else.
TWO:A sudden terrible lucidity came to Mrs. Backfield.Calverley could scarcely repress a smile of exultation as the baron delivered this command, but composing his countenance to its general calm expression, he bowed to De Boteler, and immediately withdrew.
There was so much of good feeling in this rude speech, that Holgrave turned to the smith and grasped his hard hand."Aye, Master," said another, "he is laid up but I fear he has forgot the shrieving. However, he will never again say guilty or not guilty in a jury-box, or kiss the book in justification of bail!""I do not agree with you, papa."He lifted her bodily and laid her on the bed. But she was still half insaneThe Squire soon arrived. Reuben had him shown into the parlour, and insisted on seeing him alone.