The Measure of a Man by Amelia Edith Huddleston Barr
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told him flat if he sent any more notes and flowers to Miss Lugur,
'Miss,' mind you, he would thrash him to within an inch of his life." "What did Lord Thirsk say?" "Why, the little man was frightened at first--and no wonder, for Lugur is big as Saul and as strong as Samson--but he kept his head and told Lugur he would 'take no orders from him.' Furthermore, he said he would show his 'admiration of Miss Lugur's beauty, whenever he felt disposed to do so.' It was the noon hour and a crowd was in the street, and they gathered round--for our lads smell a fight--and they cheered the little lord for his plucky words, and he rode away while they were cheering and left Lugur standing so black and surly that no one cared to pass an opinion he could hear. Indeed, my eldest daughter kept her little lad from school that afternoon. She said someone was bound to suffer for Lugur's setdown and it wasn't going to be her John Henry." "He seems to be an ill-tempered man--this Lugur, and we don't want such men in Hatton." "Well, sir, we breed our own tempers in Hatton, and we can frame to put up with them--_but strangers_!" and Jonathan appeared to have no words to express his suspicion of strangers. "If Lugur is quarrelsome he must leave Hatton. I will not give him house room." "You hev a good deal of influence, sir, but you can't move Lugur. No, you can't. Lugur hes been appointed by the Methodist Church, and there is the Conference behind the church, sir. I hev no doubt but what we |
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