The Maid of SkerBlackmore, R. D. (Richard Doddridge)
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The Maid of Sker
Blackmore, R. D. (Richard Doddridge)
Foundlings -- Fiction; Romance fiction; Wales -- Fiction
By right of superior knowledge, and also as principal guest of the
evening, I became voted the chairman, upon the clear understanding that
I would do them the honour of paying nothing; and therein I found not a
man that would think of evading his duty towards the chair. I entreated
them all to be frank, and regard me as if I were born in Barnstaple,
which they might look upon as being done otherwise, as the mere turn of
a shaving; for my father had been there twice, and my mother more than
once thought of trying it. Everybody saw the force of this; and after a
very fine supper we grew as genial as could be. And leading them all
with a delicate knowledge of the ins and outs of these natives (many of
which I had learned at the fair), and especially by encouraging their
bent for contradiction, I heard a good deal of the leading people in the
town or out of it. I listened, of course, to a very great deal, which
might be of use to me or might not; but my object was, when I could
gather in their many-elbowed stories, to be thoroughly up to the mark on
three points.
First, about Fuzzy, and most important. Who was he? What was he? Where
did he live? Had he got a wife? And if so, why? And if not, more
especially, why again? Also, how much money had he, and what in the
world did he do with it; and could he have, under the rose, any reason
for keeping our women so distant? Particularly, I had orders to know
whether he was considered handsome by the Devonshire women. For our
women could not make up their minds, and feared to give way to the high
opinion engendered by his contempt of them. Only they liked his general
hairiness, if it could be warranted not to come off.
Upon this point I learned nothing at all. No man even knew Bethel Jose,
or, at any rate, none would own to it, perhaps because Ikey was there to
hearken; so I left that until I should get with the women. My next
matter was about Braunton Burrows, and the gentleman of high rank who
wandered up and down without telling us why. And I might hereupon have
won some knowledge, and was beginning to do so, when a square stout man
came in and said "Hush!" and I would gladly have thrown a jug at him.
Nevertheless, I did learn something which I mean to tell next to
directly.
But as concerned the third question before me (and to myself the most
itching of any), satisfaction, to at least half-measure, was by proper
skill and fortune brought within my reach almost. And this I must set
down at leisure, soberly thinking over it.
CHAPTER XXVIII.
SOMETHING ABOUT HIM.
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