But not to young Tom Creswell. They hated him, and they said so roundly. What was youthful merriment and mischief in other boys was, they averred, "bedevilment" in young Tom. Standing at their doors on fine summer evenings, the village folk would pause in their gossip to look after him as he cantered by on his chestnut pony--an animal which Banks, the farrier, declared to be as vicious and as cross-grained as its master. Eyes were averted as he passed, and no hat was raised in salutation; but that mattered little to the rider. He noticed it, of course, as he noticed everything in his hang-dog manner, with furtive glances under his eyebrows; and he thought that when he came into his kingdom--he often speculated upon that time--he would make these dogs pay for their insolence. Jack Forman was never drunk; no given amount of beer--and it was always given in Jack's case, as he never paid for it--could make him wholly intoxicated; but when he was in that state which he explained himself as having "an extry pint in him," Jack would stand up, holding on by the horse-trough in front of the Seven Stars, and shake his disengaged fist at young Tom riding past, and express his wish to wring young Tom's neck. Mr. Benthall, who had succeeded Mr. Ashurst as head-master of the school, was soon on excellent terms with Mr. Creswell, and thus had an opportunity of getting an insight into young Tom's character--an opportunity which rendered him profoundly thankful that that interesting youth was no longer numbered among his scholars, and caused him much wonderment as to how Trollope, who was the curate of a neighbouring parish, who had been chosen for young Tom's private tutor, could possibly get on with his pupil. Mr. Trollope, a mild, gentlemanly, retiring young man, with a bashful manner and a weak voice, found himself utterly unable to cope with the lout, who mocked at him before his face and mimicked him behind his back, and refused to be taught or guided by him in any way. So Mr. Trollope, after speaking to the lout's father, and finding but little good resulting therefrom, contented himself with setting exercises which were never done, and marking out lessons which were never learned, and bearing a vast amount of contumely and unpleasantness for the sake of a salary which was very regularly paid.
Besides the excitement of the Lysmov win, a squabble had arisen in connection with the Machine's still-unfinished end game with Sherevsky, which had been continued through one morning session and was now headed for another.
境外输入确诊病例2：韩某，男，26岁，重庆籍，俄罗斯工作。 10月2日乘航班ZF1678抵厦。入境〗时无发热等呼吸道症状，机场核酸采样后，由专用车辆转送至定点酒店隔离。3日核酸检测结果阳性，结□ 合流行病学史、临床症状、影像学表现和』实验室检测结果，诊断其为新冠肺炎确诊病例，由市定点医嗤院隔离诊治。其同航班旅客Ψ 均已落实隔离医学观察措施。
The woman was saying, as if to herself, "The thing they fear is—far away, but—oh, no! My God!"
Bending low, they soon found themselves on
"Oh, I only have them on hearsay," I said, drawing him on.
滴滴志愿者司机的队伍也在壮大。他们中有人是因为Ψ 强烈的公益心而加入；有人是因为在家赋闲而烦闷；有的开玩笑说是“敌不过社区的动员广播声音太大”，于是下楼投身其中。但他⊙们都清楚，这并不是一件一阵阵狂风之力不断汇聚在半空之中“常规”工作。详情 ➢
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