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The Ship of Stars

Chapter 8 THE SQUIRE'S SOUL.

Word Count: 1639    |    Released on: 30/11/2017

erted, the south wall strengthened with three buttresses, the foundations on that side examined and shored up. The old Squire did not halt here. Furniture arrived fo

Tredinnis House, and married a penniless captain; and Honoria's surname was Callastair, though nobody uttered it in the old man's hearing. Husband and wife had died in India, of cholera, within three years of their marriage; and the

only stipulated that the subject should be Jonah and the whale

d one wicked little red eye were all that appeared. "It looks half-hearted. Why didn't they swim en all in? '

raldic works in the library at Tredinnis, and was now busy re-e

, knowing the old Squire better than he did. So from Sunday to Sunday Taffy, pulling at his rope in the belfry, counted the new-comers, and Humility talked about them on the way home and at dinner. They were fisher folk for the most part; the men in blue guernseys and corduroy trousers, and some with curled black beards and rings in their ears; the women, in gayer colours than you see in

then one would say to another: "Wall, there's more in the man than y

etimes for a play-fellow, and sometimes for he knew not what, and Humility bent over her lace pillow and thought

were where

I be wher

I am, ther

I would be

sed them. But Taffy (without knowing why), whenever this verse fro

dal view of the saving of his soul, and would have dragged th

towans, when he heard voices and looked up. And there sat the old gentleman gazing d

own there?" he a

, s

s when grown folk can't. I doubt your father isn't goin' to do the good I looked for fro

himself with a groan on

nvictions of sin, but I

to be

fy stammered, with his e

ay for me,

s,

weather holds back, we'll kill a May fox this year. But where's the comfort? All the time to-day 'twas 'Lippety-lop, no

s,

an' speak to en. He does me good; b

f across the sand-hills with his head down and his hands clasp

vertook Bill Ud

my Billies,' says he, through the key-hole, 'not a man or woman of 'ee leaves the place till you've said that Amazin' Creed. Come along,' he says, 'Whosoever will be saved an' the sooner 'tis over, the sooner you gets home to dinner.' A fine talk there was! Squire, he's just such another. Funny things he've a-done. Married a poor soul from Roseland way-a Miss Trevanion-quit

to church. One o' the curate chaps was preachin'-a timorous little fellah. By-'n'-by Squire slips out his rabbit. 'Wirroo, boys! Coorse en, coorse en-we'll have en for dinner!' Aw, a pretty di

ense. The judge lost his temper at bein' met in such a way, an' pitched into en in open court, specially about the mule. He didn't know 'twas the Squire's shield of arms. Squire stood it for some time; but at last he ups an' says, 'If you was an old woman of mine,

le about he. He've had his own way to

affy saw a black rabbit running on the firm sand to the breakers; and the Squire cried "Pray for me! I must catch en! 'Tis my father's soul running off!" and put his hand into his breast and drew out a stone and f

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