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diff --git a/10876-0.txt b/10876-0.txt index f2c9c7b..c7aaca8 100644 --- a/10876-0.txt +++ b/10876-0.txt @@ -93,7 +93,7 @@ List of Illustrations “He stepped across the road to his emporium.” - “‘Most comfortable shoulder in sunwich,’ she murmured.” + “‘Most comfortable shoulder in Sunwich,’ she murmured.” “The most astounding and gratifying instance of the wonders effected by time was that of Miss Nugent.” @@ -176,7 +176,7 @@ List of Illustrations “He met these annoyances with a set face.” - “‘Can’t you let her see that her attentions are undesirable?” + “Can’t you let her see that her attentions are undesirable?” “He took a glass from the counter and smashed it on the floor.” @@ -191,7 +191,7 @@ List of Illustrations “Bella, in a state of fearsome glee, came down the garden to tell the captain of his visitor.” - “‘Get out of my house,’ he roared. + “‘Get out of my house,’ he roared.” “I do hope he has not come to take you away from me.” @@ -246,7 +246,7 @@ hours for many generations of Sunwich men. Regardless of the heat, which indeed was mild compared with that which raged in his own bosom, Captain Nugent, fresh from the inquiry of the -collision of his ship _Conqueror_ with the German barque Hans Muller, +collision of his ship _Conqueror_ with the German barque Hans Müller, strode rapidly up the High Street in the direction of home. An honest seafaring smell, compounded of tar, rope, and fish, known to the educated of Sunwich as ozone, set his thoughts upon the sea. He longed @@ -935,7 +935,7 @@ was pleased that the long arm of justice had at last over-taken him. “Let him go now, Sam,” she said; “he’s crying.” -“I’m not,” yelled Master Hardy, frantically. +“I’m _not_,” yelled Master Hardy, frantically. “I can see the tears,” declared Miss Nugent, bending. @@ -1282,7 +1282,7 @@ On a fine afternoon, some two months after his release from the toils of the sea, Captain Nugent sat in the special parlour of The Goblets. The old inn offers hospitality to all, but one parlour has by ancient tradition and the exercise of self-restraint and proper feeling been -from time immemorial reserved for the elite of the town. +from time immemorial reserved for the _elite_ of the town. The captain, confident in the security of these unwritten regulations, conversed freely with his peers. He had been moved to speech by the @@ -1423,7 +1423,7 @@ entered the room again and swept up the broken glass. “I do not,” said Mr. Kybird, with lofty indifference. “I shouldn’t come ’ere again, that’s what I should do,” said Charles, -frankly. “Next time he’ll throw you in the fireplace.” +frankly. “Next time he’ll throw _you_ in the fireplace.” “Ho,” said the heated Mr. Kybird. “Ho, will he? I’d like to see ’im. I’ll make ’im sorry for this afore I’ve done with ’im. I’ll learn ’im @@ -1611,7 +1611,7 @@ naturally into another expression. The chair came nearer. “Don’t be foolish,” said the captain, gruffly. -[Illustration: “'Most comfortable shoulder in sunwich,’ she murmured.”] +[Illustration: “’Most comfortable shoulder in Sunwich,’ she murmured.”] The chair came still nearer until at last it touched his, and then Miss Nugent, with a sigh of exaggerated content, allowed her head to sink @@ -1836,7 +1836,7 @@ letters, and placing them on Mr. Swann’s desk retired. “There’s another,” said the latter, as the door closed. “His complaint is Amelia Kybird, and he’s got it badly. She’s big enough to eat him, but I believe that they are engaged. Perseverance has done it in his -case. He used to go about like a blighted flower—” +case. _He_ used to go about like a blighted flower—” “I am rather busy,” his partner reminded him. @@ -2129,7 +2129,7 @@ neighbours. listening and waiting. Mr. Wilks nodded casually. “Miss Kate came last night,” he said. -“Friday is her night, but she came yesterday instead.” +“Friday _is_ her night, but she came yesterday instead.” Mr. Hardy said, “Oh, indeed,” and fell straight-way into a dismal reverie from which the most spirited efforts of his host only partially @@ -2545,7 +2545,7 @@ be cut, bless her, and on the distinct understanding that it wasn’t to form a precedent, I let her kiss me behind a waggon. Do you know, I fancy she’s grown up rather good-looking, Jem?” -“You are observant,” said Mr. Hardy, admiringly. +“You _are_ observant,” said Mr. Hardy, admiringly. “Of course, it may be my partiality,” said Mr. Nugent, with judicial fairness. “I was always a bit fond of Kate. I don’t suppose anybody @@ -2801,7 +2801,7 @@ father? Can you remember?” “Tom Fletcher said something, I’m sure,” persisted his wife. -“He did,” said Mr. Kybird, grimly, “and I pretty near broke ’is ’ead +“He _did_,” said Mr. Kybird, grimly, “and I pretty near broke ’is ’ead for it. ’Arry Smith is the one you’re thinking of.” Mrs. Kybird after a moment’s reflection admitted that he was right, @@ -2886,7 +2886,7 @@ don’t mean—you can’t mean—” Hardy looked at him. “Not that,” said Mr. Nugent, whose intellect had suddenly become -painfully acute—“not her?” +painfully acute—“not _her_?” “Why not?” inquired the other. @@ -2894,7 +2894,7 @@ Mr. Nugent leaned back in his chair and regarded him with an air of kindly interest. “Well, there’s no need for you to worry about my father for that,” he said; “he would raise no objection.” -“Eh?” said Hardy, starting up from his chair. +“_Eh?_” said Hardy, starting up from his chair. “He would welcome it,” said Mr. Nugent, positively. “There is nothing that he would like better; and I don’t mind telling you a secret—she @@ -3111,7 +3111,7 @@ about forty and fifty years after you’re dead and forgotten.” ’ow the aged ’ang on to life. You can’t ’ave much pleasure at your time o’ life. And you’re all alone; the last withered branch left.” -“Withered branch!” began Mr. Wilks; “’ere, look ’ere, Teddy——” +“_Withered branch!_” began Mr. Wilks; “’ere, look ’ere, Teddy——” “All the others ’ave gone,” pursued Mr. Silk, “and they’re beckoning to you.” @@ -4096,7 +4096,7 @@ point?” of one who desires to give exact information, “Cap’n Nugent and Mr. Wilks ’ad a little plan for giving you a sea blow.” -“Me?” interrupted the unfortunate steward. “Now, look ’ere, Nathan +“_Me?_” interrupted the unfortunate steward. “Now, look ’ere, Nathan Smith——” “Them was the cap’n’s words,” said the boarding-master, giving him a @@ -4111,7 +4111,7 @@ was some objection to your marrying old—Mr. Kybird’s gal, so ’e and Mr. Wilks, after putting their ’eads together, decided to get you ’ere and after giving you a little whisky that Mr. Wilks knows the trick of—” -“Me?” interrupted the unfortunate steward, again. +“_Me?_” interrupted the unfortunate steward, again. “Them was the cap’n’s words,” said Mr. Smith, coldly. “After you’d ’ad it they was going to stow you away in the _Seabird_, which sailed this @@ -4164,7 +4164,7 @@ were outside and the door closed behind them. “All right!” vociferated the steward. “Wot did you put it all on to me for? Why didn’t you tell ’em your part in it?” -“Wouldn’t ha’ done any good,” said Mr. Smith; “wouldn’t ha’ done you +“Wouldn’t ha’ done any good,” said Mr. Smith; “wouldn’t ha’ done _you_ any good. Besides, I did just wot the cap’n told me.” “When’s he coming back?” inquired the steward. @@ -4361,7 +4361,7 @@ dustpan and brush and gazing at the hearth. “Well, now,” exclaimed Mrs. Silk, clapping her hands, “if you ’aven’t nearly guessed it. Well, there! I never did! I wouldn’t ’ave told you -for anything if you ’adn’t said that. The exact words what ’e did say +for anything if you ’adn’t said that. The _exact_ words what ’e did say was, ‘Not without you, mother.’” Mr. Wilks closed his eyes with a snap and his heart turned to water. @@ -4511,7 +4511,7 @@ that; I’ve got some ’art, I hope. He’s just gone for a little trip with “Don’t you know it’s punishable?” demanded the shipbroker, recovering. -[Illustration: “I 'ave heard of ’em exploding.”] +[Illustration: “I ’ave heard of ’em exploding.”] To Mr. Smith’s great surprise his visitor sat down suddenly and began to laugh. Tears of honest mirth suffused his eyes and dimmed his @@ -5229,7 +5229,7 @@ their last interview at Mr. Wilks’s, and the necessity of reading this persistent young man a stern lesson came to her with all the force of a public duty. -[Illustration: “'Why do you wish to be on friendly terms?’ she asked.”] +[Illustration: “’Why do you wish to be on friendly terms?’ she asked.”] “Why?” she inquired, softly, as she lowered her eyes and assumed a pensive expression. @@ -5287,7 +5287,7 @@ I shouldn’t be sorry, of course, if they did not.” “Very good,” said Hardy. “Armed with your consent I shall leave no stone unturned. Nugent was let in for this, and I am going to get him -out if I can. All’s fair in love and war. You don’t mind my doing +out if I can. All’s fair in love and war. You don’t mind _my_ doing anything shabby?” “Not in the least,” replied Miss Nugent, promptly. @@ -5357,7 +5357,7 @@ voluble in his defence, and attached much importance to the fact that he had nursed Miss Nugent when she was in long clothes and had taught her to whistle like an angel at the age of five. -[Illustration: “He said that a bit o’ wedding-cake 'ad blowed in his +[Illustration: “He said that a bit o’ wedding-cake ’ad blowed in his eye.”] “I’ve felt being cut adrift by her more than anything,” he said, @@ -5529,7 +5529,7 @@ task of escorting her back home. He cabled to his father for news of the illustrious stowaway immediately the _Conqueror_ was notified as having reached Port -Elizabeth. The reply—“Left ship”—confirmed his worst fears, but he +Elizabeth. The reply—“_Left ship_”—confirmed his worst fears, but he cheerfully accepted Mrs. Kingdom’s view that the captain, in order to relieve the natural anxiety of his family, had secured a passage on the first vessel homeward bound. @@ -5655,7 +5655,7 @@ seven or eight years older than I am.” smile. “I don’t mean that he bolted—he’d got enough starch left in him not to do that—but he didn’t trespass on our hospitality a moment longer than was necessary. I heard that he got a passage home on the -Columbus. He knew the master. She sailed some time before us for +_Columbus_. He knew the master. She sailed some time before us for London. I thought he’d have been home by this.” It was not until two days later, however, that the gossip in Sunwich @@ -6242,7 +6242,7 @@ any chance?” just for the want of a little skilled advice from an expert, you’ll never forgive yourself—I’m serious.” -“Well, you must be ill then,” said the younger man, with anxiety. +“Well, you _must_ be ill then,” said the younger man, with anxiety. “Twice,” said Mr. Swann, lying on his back and apparently addressing the ceiling, “twice I have given this young man invaluable assistance, @@ -6314,8 +6314,8 @@ Hardy looked cautiously round the room, and then, drawing his chair close to the bed, leaned over the prostrate man and spoke rapidly into his ear. -“What?” cried the astounded Mr. Swann, suddenly sitting up in his bed. -“You—you scoundrel!” +“_What?_” cried the astounded Mr. Swann, suddenly sitting up in his +bed. “You—you scoundrel!” “It’s to be done,” said Hardy. @@ -6388,7 +6388,7 @@ spectacle afforded by the house-keeper as she stood, still holding the tray and staring open-mouthed at the combatants. “When you’re tired of skulking in bed, perhaps you’ll come and do your share of the work.” -[Illustration: “'Puppy!’ Said the Invalid.”] +[Illustration: “’Puppy!’ Said the Invalid.”] Mr. Swann rose to a sitting position, and his demeanour was so alarming that the nurse, hastening over to him, entreated him to lie down, and @@ -6678,7 +6678,7 @@ marking down wares which had suffered by being exposed outside too long. Mr. Smith, who always took an interest in the welfare of his friends, made suggestions. -“I shouldn’t put a ticket marked ‘Look at this!’ on that coat,” he +“I shouldn’t put a ticket marked ‘_Look at this!_’ on that coat,” he said, severely. “It oughtn’t to be looked at.” “It’s the best out o’ three all ’anging together,” said Mr. Kybird, @@ -6997,7 +6997,7 @@ sticker, that’s wot ’e is, and it’s my misfortune that ’is mother takes after ’im. I ’ave to go out afore breakfast and stay out till late at night, and even then like as not she catches me on the doorstep.” -“Well, perhaps she will make a hole in the water,” suggested Hardy. +“Well, perhaps _she_ will make a hole in the water,” suggested Hardy. Mr. Wilks smiled, but almost instantly became grave again. “She’s not that sort,” he said, bitterly, and went into the kitchen to draw some @@ -7046,7 +7046,7 @@ as possible. Mr. Smith observed them with newly opened eyes, and, for perhaps the first time in his life, thought of the drawbacks and struggles of the poor. -[Illustration: “Some people 'ave all the luck,’ he muttered.”] +[Illustration: “Some people ’ave all the luck,’ he muttered.”] In his own untidy little den at the back of the house he sat for some time deep in thought over the events of the afternoon. He had been @@ -7236,8 +7236,8 @@ but I must say Teddy’s been a surprise to me. If anybody ’ad told me never said much about it, becos my pride wouldn’t let me. We all ’ave our faults, and mine is pride.” -“I shall bring a breach o’ promise action agin ’im for five thousand -pounds,” said Mr. Kybird, with decision. +“I shall bring a breach o’ promise action agin ’im for _five thousand +pounds_,” said Mr. Kybird, with decision. “Talk sense,” said Nathan Smith, shortly. @@ -7254,7 +7254,7 @@ once, afore ’e knows of ’is luck.” gentleman might go out tonight, or again ’e might live on for a week or more. ’E was so weak ’e couldn’t ’ardly sign ’is name.” -“I ’ope ’e ’as signed it all right,” said Mr. Kybird, starting. +“I ’ope ’e _’as_ signed it all right,” said Mr. Kybird, starting. “Safe as ’ouses,” said his friend. @@ -7295,7 +7295,7 @@ it, to say nothing of Teddy seeing through it? “Send ’em up to London and ’ave ’em married by special license,” said Mr. Smith, speaking rapidly—“to-morrow, if possible; if not, the day after. Go and pitch a tale to Teddy tonight, and make ’im understand -it’s to be done on the strict q.t.” +it’s to be done on the strict _q.t._” “Special licenses cost money,” said Mr. Kybird. “I ’ave ’eard it’s a matter o’ thirty pounds or thereabouts.” @@ -7484,7 +7484,7 @@ the possibilities suggested by the remark occurred to him. “I’ve been thinking it over for some time,” resumed Mr. Kybird; “twisting it and turning it all ways, and the only thing I can see for -it is for you to be married on the strict q.t. Of course, if you don’t +it is for you to be married on the strict _q.t._ Of course, if you don’t like—” “Like!” repeated the transported Mr. Silk. “I’ll go and be married now, @@ -7669,7 +7669,7 @@ counter.”] “Who’s making all this noise?” demanded the former, looking from one to the other. -“I am,” said Mr. Silk, fiercely. “It’s no use your winking at me; I’m +“_I_ am,” said Mr. Silk, fiercely. “It’s no use your winking at me; I’m not going to ’ave any more of this nonsense. ’Melia, you go and get your ’at on and come straight off ’ome with me.” @@ -7718,7 +7718,7 @@ to please me.” Mr. Nugent bowed and walked past the counter. “And not even a bit of wedding-cake for me,” he said, shaking a reproachful head at the heated -Mr. Silk. “Why, I’d put you down first on my list.” +Mr. Silk. “Why, I’d put you down first on _my_ list.” He paused at the door, and after a brief intimation that he would send for his effects on the following day, provided that his broken heart @@ -7842,7 +7842,7 @@ license it must be, I suppose.” another warning glance at Mr. Wilks; “and I only hope that he’ll make a better husband than you do, Sam,” he added, in a low but severe voice. -Mrs. Silk gave a violent start. “Better husband than ’e does?” she +Mrs. Silk gave a violent start. “_Better husband than ’e does?_” she cried, sharply. “Mr. Wilks ain’t married.” Mr. Nugent’s baseless charge took the steward all aback. He stiffened @@ -8041,15 +8041,15 @@ in tones of suppressed passion. “Wot do you mean by it? You’ve made a pretty mess of it with your cleverness.” “Wonderful old gentleman, ain’t he?” said the discomfited Mr. Smith. -“Fancy ’im getting the better o’ me. Fancy me being ’ad. I took it all -in as innercent as you please.” +“Fancy ’im getting the better o’ _me_. Fancy _me_ being ’ad. I took it +all in as innercent as you please.” “Ah, you’re a clever fellow, you are,” said Mr. Kybird, bitterly. “’Ere’s Amelia lost young Nugent and ’is five ’undred all through you. It’s a got-up thing between old Swann and the Nugent lot, that’s wot it is.” -“Looks like it,” admitted Mr. Smith; “but fancy ’is picking me out for +“Looks like it,” admitted Mr. Smith; “but fancy ’is picking _me_ out for ’is games. That’s wot gets over me.” “Wot about all that money I paid for the license?” demanded Mr. Kybird, @@ -8157,7 +8157,7 @@ brazenness you beat anything I have ever encountered.” “I am sorry,” said Hardy, again. -“Good evening,” said the captain +“Good evening,” said the captain. “Good evening.” @@ -8168,7 +8168,7 @@ it as the captain spoke again. his grey beard; “if ever you try to come bothering me with your talk again I’ll forbid you the house.” -“Forbid me the house?” repeated the astonished Hardy. +“_Forbid me the house?_” repeated the astonished Hardy. “That’s what I said,” replied the other; “that’s plain English, isn’t it?” |