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I cannot bear to see him look so, at my husband, cried Mrs Kenwigs. 'It's so dreadful in families. Oh! 'Mr Lillyvick, said Kenwigs, 'I hope, for the sake of your niece, that you won't object to be reconciled. The collector's features relaxed, as the company added their entreaties to those of his nephew-in-law. He gave up his hat, and held out his hand.
'There, Kenwigs, said Mr Lillyvick; 'and let me tell you, at the same time, to show you how much out of temper I was, that if I had gone away without another word, it would have made no difference respecting that pound or two which I shall leave among your children when I die. 'Morleena Kenwigs, cried her mother, in a torrent of affection.
While the ladies were thus busying themselves, Mr Lillyvick was intent upon the game in progress, and as all should be fish that comes to a water-collector's net, the dear old gentleman was by no means scrupulous in appropriating to himself the property of his neighbours, which, on the contrary, he abstracted whenever an opportunity presented itself, smiling good-humouredly all the while, and making so many condescending speeches to the owners, that they were delighted with his amiability, and thought in their hearts that he deserved to be Chancellor of the Exchequer at least.
The family DID take notice of him, in consequence, and on my representation; and I am bound to say and proud to say that I have always found him a very honest, well-behaved, upright, respectable sort of man. Kenwigs, shake hands. 'I am proud to do it, sir, said Mr Kenwigs. 'So am I, Kenwigs, rejoined Mr Lillyvick. 'A very happy life I have led with your niece, sir, said Kenwigs.
Lillyvick continued to repeat; "Morleena, child, my hat! Morleena, my hat!" until Mrs. "Mr. Lillyvick," said Kenwigs, "I hope for the sake of your niece that you won't object to being reconciled." The collector's face relaxed, as the company added their entreaties to those of their host. He gave up his hat and held out his hand. "There, Kenwigs," he said.
'How do you do, Mr Johnson? said Mrs Kenwigs. 'Uncle Mr Johnson. 'How do you do, sir? said Mr Lillyvick rather sharply; for he had not known what Nicholas was, on the previous night, and it was rather an aggravating circumstance if a tax collector had been too polite to a teacher. 'Mr Johnson is engaged as private master to the children, uncle, said Mrs Kenwigs.
The great man the rich relation the unmarried uncle who had it in his power to make Morleena an heiress, and the very baby a legatee was offended. Gracious Powers, where was this to end! 'I am very sorry, sir, said Mr Kenwigs, humbly. 'Don't tell me you're sorry, retorted Mr Lillyvick, with much sharpness. 'You should have prevented it, then.
The good gentleman felt the delicacy and dexterity of the touch, and at once proposed the health of the gentleman, name unknown, who had signalised himself, that night, by his coolness and alacrity. 'Who, I don't mind saying, observed Mr Lillyvick, as a great concession, 'is a good-looking young man enough, with manners that I hope his character may be equal to.
Nicholas, having highly commended the resolution, Mr Crummles went on to impart such further intelligence relative to their mutual friends as he thought might prove interesting; informing Nicholas, among other things, that Miss Snevellicci was happily married to an affluent young wax-chandler who had supplied the theatre with candles, and that Mr Lillyvick didn't dare to say his soul was his own, such was the tyrannical sway of Mrs Lillyvick, who reigned paramount and supreme.
Miss Petowker and Mrs Kenwigs looked on, in silent admiration, broken only by the whispered assurances of the latter, that Morleena would have it all by heart in no time; and Mr Lillyvick regarded the group with frowning and attentive eyes, lying in wait for something upon which he could open a fresh discussion on the language. Follows the Fortunes of Miss Nickleby
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