Three Courses and a Dessert: Comprising Three Sets of Tales, West Country, Irish, and Legal; and a MelangeClarke, William
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Three Courses and a Dessert: Comprising Three Sets of Tales, West Country, Irish, and Legal; and a Melange
Clarke, William
Ireland -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Legal stories, English; West Country (England) -- Social life and customs -- Fiction
While the worthy constable was making a speech to the foregoing effect,
Sir Waldron sat tilting his chair on its hind legs, shaking his head up
and down with great velocity, beating the devil's tatoo with the fingers
of his right-hand on the back of his left, and gazing at his pale and
placid brother Reginald with an expression of countenance, which the
latter understood as meaning “Now you hear! could Job himself bear this,
brother?” That was, in truth, what Sir Waldron intended to convey to
Reginald by his looks; and when Batter concluded, he rose from his
chair, and with a stride, which might be pronounced emphatic, moved
towards the window, turning his back upon the constables and prisoners,
apparently determined to leave the settlement of the affair to Reginald
himself. The citizen brother had highly enjoyed the whole scene, and
while Waldron was walking away, observed to Reginald, that Batter and
Quality differed essentially from the police of the metropolis, who, if
they had a fault,--and this he professed, with a roguish sneer, to say
under correction,--it was the immense crop of evidence which they were
generally prepared to yield.
Let it not be imagined, that during the preceding dialogue, Mr.
Jeremiah--or as he chose to designate himself by the diminutive,--Darby
Doherty remained voluntarily silent. He frequently attempted to address
the magistrate; but Quality, who was not only silent himself, but the
cause of silence in others, as soon as Darby opened his mouth, covered
the aperture with his broad hard palm, and safely barricadoed the
portals of speech. Darby, with his wooden leg, trod on Quality's corns;
and Quality, notwithstanding the anguish he suffered, replied only by a
terrific nudge with his staff in Doherty's ribs, which was imperceptible
to all present but the receiver. Quality was very generous with his
nudges to prisoners who were at all refractory, and attempted to break
silence in his worship's presence: much to the indignation of Sir
Waldron, who often wondered where he could have picked up the word,
Quality denominated these nudges, “apothegms.”
The Reverend Reginald Hackle now took up the examination, and, with some
difficulty, discovered that the prisoners had quarrelled at the fair,
sought out the constables, and insisted upon going before a magistrate.
“Upon this,” quoth Batter, “we took them into custody. The child,” added
he, “seemed as glad to come as anybody;--so, what to make of it, I, for
one, don't know.---Perhaps I've suspicions they've picked up the girl,
and are quarrelling between themselves about her clothes, and ornamental
valuables;--that, however, I shall keep to myself.--I have searched
the prisoners separately. The pedlar's pack contains ribbons of various
patterns and lengths; human hair of ditto ditto; silk and imitation
handkerchiefs, bits of lace, and cetera, and so forth; a large pair of
shears, a pocket-bible much worn, and, three red herrings.”
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