Henry C. Rowland

Henry C. Rowland

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Portrait of Henry C. Rowland Henry C. Rowland,  Auld Jeremiah — Chapter III (1913)

“ Archie's hot blood began to mount. “Hang it all, uncle,” said he, and there was a ring of impatience in his voice, “I'm not a man to be sold into slavery! I could have married for money plenty of times if I'd wanted to—and could yet. More than that, I could marry a girl of my own class, of whom I might be proud. What's the use of marrying the daughter of some Highland blacksmith——”
Jeremiah turned upon him a livid face.
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Portrait of Henry C. Rowland Henry C. Rowland,  Auld Jeremiah — Chapter III (1913)

“ Archie groaned in spirit. A Dornoch lass! His mind, with its characteristic perversity, flitted to the least attractive type, to him, of all the Scotch girls that he had seen. He pictured a strapping, red-faced wench, with aggressive gums, uncouth speech, chapped of skin, with thick wrists and ankles, and a swagger of obtrusive hips as—— she walked.
He looked at his uncle. Jeremiah's face suggested a steel trap with a highly active intelligence. Archie was seized with panic.
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Portrait of Henry C. Rowland Henry C. Rowland,  Auld Jeremiah — Chapter III (1913)

“ Had Archie been less sorely pressed for money, he would never have ventured to victimize the old man in the matter of his works of art, for while there is life there is hope, and of course it lay within the bounds of human possibility that Jeremiah might relent at the eleventh hour and throw a contemptuous bone to the only child of his only sister; and Archie, who was no fool where his own interests were not at stake, was of the belief that if there was any one thing that would rouse his uncle's bitter resentment it would be the fact of getting beaten in a commercial deal. ”
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