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The Salamanca Corpus: Yeoman Fleetwood (1900)
She herself stood up holding the blossom aloft.
"Now, One, two, three!”
Simultaneously both men half rose; Gifford flung out a hand to drag back Humphrey's
arm, but, with an oath, the other wrenched it free. Rachel stepped past them, and then
turned, slowly lowering the flower.
"Gentlemen, you may both get up," she said suavely, "for I have decided to keep my
posy myself."
She tripped away, turning at the door to curtsey; Gifford had broken into a foolish
laugh, but Humphrey's face was white with anger.
Madam Charnock met her on the stairs, and gazed at her in amazement.
“Why, child, how flushed you are; how odd you look!"
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Rachel smiled, frowned, and finally flung herself into her mother's arms with something
like a sob.
"Mother, mother, I am a wicked girl! I believe I shall end like Rachel the Rake!"
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CHAPTER XII.
Drink, then! I chide thee not,
Deny thee not my bowl
Come, stretch forth thy hand, then — so!
Drink, drink again! —Matthew Arnold.
The next day Simon chanced to have some unimportant business with the lawyer at the
neighbouring small town of Saltfield. Mr. Renshaw had been a crony of his father's, and
from time to time Simon thought himself obliged to accept his hospitality, and to
entertain him in return at the Farm. Therefore, when on this particular afternoon the old
gentleman clapped him jovially on the back and insisted on his putting up his gig and
remaining to dinner, young Fleetwood accepted without hesitation.