THREE:"Is Odiam that farm near Totease?""No, master��I'll bring him r?ound soon as he does. W?an't you have a bite o' cheese if I fetch it?"
THREE:"Is Odiam that farm near Totease?""No, master��I'll bring him r?ound soon as he does. W?an't you have a bite o' cheese if I fetch it?"
THREE:A murmur ran through the hall as the steward spoke; and Holgrave, exerting a momentary energy, stept forward, and, looking scornfully at his enemy��
THREE:He would wake during the night after cruel dreams of Boarzell stripped of its tilth, relapsed into wildness; for a few agonised moments he would wonder if the dream were true, and if he had not indeed failed. Sometimes he had to get out of bed and steal to the window, to reassure himself with the sight of his diggings and fencings. Then a horrible thought would attack him, that though he had not yet actually failed, he was bound to fail soon, that his task was too much for him, and only one end possible. He would creep back into bed, and lie awake till dawn and the restarting of the wheel.So Robert put on his Sunday coat as usual and tramped away to the village. The only drawback was that from the high wheatfield Reuben distinctly saw him go.
THREE:BOOK IV TREACHERIES Chapter 1
THREE:Chapter 3"How are you, Reuben? I've heard a lot about you, but nothing from you yourself. Is it true that you've sent away your daughter and her family from Grandturzel?"
THREE:She was surprised at his enthusiasm. His eyes were kindling, and a blush was creeping under his sunburn.The steward, after thus relieving his mind from all anxiety respecting the dress, proceeded to the sign of the Mitre in Silver Girdle-street, a well known resort for certain useful adjuncts to the courts of law.
THREE:He took her hand, and forgot to be angry because she had laughed."Still, I'm sorry fur her��I'm sorry fur any woman as he takes up with. Now, Henry, you can't kiss baby while I'm bathing him."
THREE:They were still looking at each other. Then Handshut began to speak in a lower voice than usual; he stopped��and suddenly their heads stooped together, the gold and the brown touched, mingled, lingered, then drew slowly apart."True, true, I will see to him��he shall answer for what he has done��but now Calverley, tell me honestly, for you are not wont to be familiar even with your fellows��tell me what you saw in this maiden that could make you wish to rival Stephen Holgrave?"