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Lorna Doone
A Romance of Exmoor

CHAPTER XI
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None but I can ride my Winnie mare.' 'Foul shame to thee then, Tom Faggus,' cried mother, coming up suddenly, and speaking so that all were amazed, having never seen her wrathful; 'to put my boy, my boy, across her, as if his life were no more than thine! The only son of his father, an honest man, and a quiet man, not a roystering drunken robber! A man would have taken thy mad horse and thee, and flung them both into horse-pond--ay, and what's more, I'll have it done now, if a hair of his head is injured.

Oh, my boy, my boy! What could I do without thee?
Put up the other arm, Johnny.' All the time mother was scolding so, she was feeling me, and wiping me; while Faggus tried to look greatly ashamed, having sense of the ways of women.
'Only look at his jacket, mother!' cried Annie; 'and a shillingsworth gone from his small-clothes!' 'What care I for his clothes, thou goose?
Take that, and heed thine own a bit.' And mother gave Annie a slap which sent her swinging up against Mr.Faggus, and he caught her, and kissed and protected her, and she looked at him very nicely, with great tears in her soft blue eyes.

'Oh, fie upon thee, fie upon thee!' cried mother (being yet more vexed with him, because she had beaten Annie); 'after all we have done for thee, and saved thy worthless neck--and to try to kill my son for me! Never more shall horse of thine enter stable here, since these be thy returns to me.

Small thanks to you, John Fry, I say, and you Bill Dadds, and you Jem Slocomb, and all the rest of your coward lot; much you care for your master's son! Afraid of that ugly beast yourselves, and you put a boy just breeched upon him!' 'Wull, missus, what could us do ?' began John; 'Jan wudd goo, now wudd't her, Jem?
And how was us--' 'Jan indeed! Master John, if you please, to a lad of his years and stature.

And now, Tom Faggus, be off, if you please, and think yourself lucky to go so; and if ever that horse comes into our yard, I'll hamstring him myself if none of my cowards dare do it.' Everybody looked at mother, to hear her talk like that, knowing how quiet she was day by day and how pleasant to be cheated.


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