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'This umbrella, said Mr Lillyvick, producing a fat green cotton one with a battered ferrule. 'What did you think of that performance? 'So far as I could judge, being on the stage, replied Nicholas, 'I thought it very agreeable. 'Agreeable! cried the collector. 'I mean to say, sir, that it was delicious.
"Mother," she says, "I love him." "Adore him," I said, uncle, interposed Mrs Kenwigs. "Love him," I think, my dear, said the collector, firmly. 'Perhaps you are right, uncle, replied Mrs Kenwigs, submissively. 'I thought it was "adore." "Love," my dear, retorted Mr Lillyvick. "Mother," she says, "I love him!"
A pretty thing to be married indeed, if that was law! 'You didn't mind it? cried the collector. 'Mind it! repeated Mrs Lillyvick contemptuously. 'You ought to go down on your knees and beg everybody's pardon, that you ought. 'Pardon, my dear? said the dismayed collector. 'Yes, and mine first, replied Mrs Lillyvick. 'Do you suppose I ain't the best judge of what's proper and what's improper?
It was a very beautiful figure, comprising a great deal of work for the arms, and was received with unbounded applause, as were the various accomplishments displayed by others of the party. The affair was proceeding most successfully when Mr. Lillyvick took offence at a remark made by Mr.
'Would you give your great-uncle Lillyvick a kiss if he was to ask you, Morleena? said the collector, with some hesitation. 'Yes; uncle Lillyvick, I would, returned Miss Morleena, with the energy of both her parents combined; 'but not aunt Lillyvick. She's not an aunt of mine, and I'll never call her one. Mr and Mrs Kenwigs were at supper.
Mr Lillyvick was waxing so cross, that Mrs Kenwigs thought it expedient to motion to Nicholas not to say anything; and it was not until Miss Petowker had practised several blandishments, to soften the excellent old gentleman, that he deigned to break silence by asking, 'What's the water in French, sir? 'L'EAU, replied Nicholas.
Mr and Mrs Kenwigs started together. 'Eloped with a half-pay captain, repeated Mr Lillyvick, 'basely and falsely eloped with a half-pay captain. With a bottle-nosed captain that any man might have considered himself safe from. It was in this room, said Mr Lillyvick, looking sternly round, 'that I first see Henrietta Petowker. It is in this room that I turn her off, for ever.
Nicholas had much ado to prevent himself from laughing; not trusting himself to speak, he merely nodded in accordance with Mr Lillyvick's nods, and remained silent. 'Let me speak a word with you in private, said Mr Lillyvick. Nicholas looked good-humouredly at Smike, who, taking the hint, disappeared. 'A bachelor is a miserable wretch, sir, said Mr Lillyvick. 'Is he? asked Nicholas.
'Is any parallel attempted to be drawn in this company between matrimony and hanging? 'The noose, you know, said Mr Folair, a little crest-fallen. 'The noose, sir? retorted Mr Lillyvick. 'Does any man dare to speak to me of a noose, and Henrietta Pe 'Lillyvick, suggested Mr Crummles. And Henrietta Lillyvick in the same breath? said the collector.
'What are you going on in this way at me for? urged the unfortunate actor. 'What have I done? 'Done, sir! cried Mr Lillyvick, 'aimed a blow at the whole framework of society 'And the best and tenderest feelings, added Crummles, relapsing into the old man. 'And the highest and most estimable of social ties, said the collector. 'Noose!
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