The Pennycomequicks (Volume 1 of 3)

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Baring-Gould Sabine. The Pennycomequicks (Volume 1 of 3)

CHAPTER I. SHAKING THE TREE

CHAPTER II. SALOME

CHAPTER III. A TRUST

CHAPTER IV. ON THE TOWPATH

CHAPTER V. RIPE AND DROPPED

CHAPTER VI. A COTTAGE PIANO

CHAPTER VII. TAKING POSSESSION

CHAPTER VIII. IN ONE COMPARTMENT

CHAPTER IX. ARRIVAL

CHAPTER X. WITH A LOAF AND A CANDLE

CHAPTER XI. EXPECTATION

CHAPTER XII. SURPRISES

CHAPTER XIII. WHAT NEXT?

CHAPTER XIV. ADMINISTRATION

CHAPTER XV. THE WOMAN WITH A PIPE

CHAPTER XVI. WHO? WHAT?

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I lay in bed this morning, musing on the feelings of those aged Borneans as they approached ripeness, and noticed the eyes of the rising generation fixed on them with expectancy, saw their red tongues flicker out of their mouths and stealthily lick their lips. I lay in bed considering whether my time had come to crawl up the tree, whether, perhaps, I was already hanging to one of the branches, and felt the agitation of the trunk. But the thought was uncomfortable, and I turned back to the Borneans who live very remote from us, and I considered how sensitive they must have become in old age to every glance of eye, and word let slip, and gesture of impatience observable in the rising generation. I mused over the little artifices that would be adopted by them to disguise the approach of ripeness; how, when extending their shaking hands over the fire, they would endeavour to control the muscles and disguise their tremble; how they would give to them an unreal appearance of nervous grip; how they would talk loud and deep out of their quavering pipe; and how they would fill in the creases in their brows and cheeks with tallow, and dance at every festival with an affectation of suppleness long lost. And I considered further how that all these little artifices would be seen through and jeered at, and how they never for one minute would postpone the fatal day when the tree would be indicated, and the command given to ascend.

Then next, having felt my ribs and counted them, and my thews and found them shrunk and with no flesh on them, I thought of the Esquimaux, and the way in which their elders were put out of doors and exposed to die of cold; and after I had left my bed, at breakfast, throughout the day, I remained mighty touchy and keenly observant, and alarmed at every slight, and fault of deference, and disregard of habitual consideration, thinking it might be a premonition that I was being considered fit to be turned out into the cold.

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'Janet will certainly be here shortly,' said Jeremiah. 'The war can only go one way.'

'I shall be delighted to see my darling sister, and yet sorry for the occasion of her visit. She tells me that the factories are all stopped. The hands are now engaged in the defence of their country. Oh, uncle! what would happen to Janet if anything befell Albert Victor? Do you think he was right to leave his wife and take up arms as a franc-tireur? He is not really a Frenchman, though born at Elboeuf.'

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