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'Wo-o! echoed Mr. Tupman and Mr. Snodgrass, from the bin. 'Only his playfulness, gen'lm'n, said the head hostler encouragingly; 'jist kitch hold on him, Villiam. The deputy restrained the animal's impetuosity, and the principal ran to assist Mr. Winkle in mounting. 'T'other side, sir, if you please.
'It ain't a common name. Sermuchser that when he was took to church the gen'lm'n said, it wam't a chris'en one, and he couldn't give it. But we always calls him Biler just the same. For we don't mean no harm. Not we. 'Do you mean to say, Man, inquired Mr Dombey; looking at him with marked displeasure, 'that you have called a child after a boiler?
Does Miss Tippet live here?" "She does, boy, what d'ye want with her?" "I want to see her, young 'ooman, so you'd better cut away up an' tell her a gen'lm'n requests a few words private conversation with her."
Let 'er name ring in your ears, an' thunder in your brain, and burn in your 'art, till it consooms your witals or your willany! Now, Jim," concluded the Bloater, rising and opening a large clasp-knife, "you go to the door, open it wide, an' stan' by to cut, and run. This gen'lm'n ain't to be trusted w'en free. Are you ready?" "Hall ready," replied Jim.
He was quick-witted, and at once guessed the situation. "Now then, old gen'lm'n," he whispered, "don't you go an' make a fuss, if you're wise. Go out as quiet as you came in, an' leave this young 'un to me. It's all right. I'm on your side." Samuel Twitter senior was impressed with the honesty of the man's manner, and the wisdom of his advice.
Weller, 'as havin' seen his grandfather a little overcome vith drink on the occasion of a friend's birthday, goes a reelin' and staggerin' about the house, and makin' believe that he's the old gen'lm'n. 'O, quite shocking! cried the housekeeper, 'Yes, mum, said Mr.
A Suffolk Punch, when he's a good un, is worth his weight in gold. Did you ever breed any Suffolk Punches yourself, sir? 'N-no, I said, 'not exactly. 'Here's a gen'lm'n behind me, I'll pound it, said William, 'as has bred 'em by wholesale.
Another form of worry is that wherein the worrier is sure that no one is to be relied upon to do his duty. Dickens, in his immortal Pickwick Papers, gives a forceful example of this type. Mr. Magnus has just introduced himself to Pickwick, and they find they are both going to Norwich on the same stage. 'Now, gen'lm'n, said the hostler, 'Coach is ready, if you please.
'Blowed if the gen'lm'n worn't a-gettin' up on the wrong side, whispered a grinning post-boy to the inexpressibly gratified waiter. Mr. Winkle, thus instructed, climbed into his saddle, with about as much difficulty as he would have experienced in getting up the side of a first-rate man-of-war. 'All right? inquired Mr. Pickwick, with an inward presentiment that it was all wrong.
'Now, shiny Villiam, said the hostler to the deputy hostler, 'give the gen'lm'n the ribbons. 'Shiny Villiam' so called, probably, from his sleek hair and oily countenance placed the reins in Mr. Pickwick's left hand; and the upper hostler thrust a whip into his right. 'Wo-o! cried Mr. Pickwick, as the tall quadruped evinced a decided inclination to back into the coffee-room window.
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