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'And who may you be, if you please! retorted Mrs MacStinger, with chaste loftiness. 'Did you ever lodge at Number Nine, Brig Place, Sir? My memory may be bad, but not with me, I think. There was a Mrs Jollson lived at Number Nine before me, and perhaps you're mistaking me for her. That is my only ways of accounting for your familiarity, Sir. 'Come, come, my lass, awast, awast! said Bunsby.
'Then p'raps you'll give him Mrs MacStinger's respects, and say that the next time he lowers himself and his lodgings by talking out of the winder she'll thank him to come down and open the door too. Mrs MacStinger spoke loud, and listened for any observations that might be offered from the first floor. 'I'll mention it, said Walter, 'if you'll have the goodness to let me in, Ma'am.
He's worth all that trouble and distress of mind, and much more. That's nothing, bless you! Ha ha ha ha! Cap'en Cuttle, said Mrs MacStinger, with severe reaction in her voice and manner, 'I wish to know if you're a-coming home. The frightened Captain looked into his hat, as if he saw nothing for it but to put it on, and give himself up.
So the Captain sat himself down in his altered station of life, with no company but Rob the Grinder; and losing count of time, as men do when great changes come upon them, thought musingly of Walter, and of Solomon Gills, and even of Mrs MacStinger herself, as among the things that had been. Shadows of the Past and Future 'Your most obedient, Sir, said the Major.
From this bed Captain Cuttle daily rose thenceforth, and clapped on his glazed hat at six o'clock in the morning, with the solitary air of Crusoe finishing his toilet with his goat-skin cap; and although his fears of a visitation from the savage tribe, MacStinger, were somewhat cooled, as similar apprehensions on the part of that lone mariner used to be by the lapse of a long interval without any symptoms of the cannibals, he still observed a regular routine of defensive operations, and never encountered a bonnet without previous survey from his castle of retreat.
At the hour of midnight, when Brig Place was buried in slumber, and Mrs MacStinger was lulled in sweet oblivion, with her infants around her, the guilty Captain, stealing down on tiptoe, in the dark, opened the door, closed it softly after him, and took to his heels.
'Bunsby! whispered the Captain, 'will you twice? Bunsby wouldn't twice. 'Bunsby! urged the Captain, 'it's for liberty; will you three times? Now or never! Bunsby didn't then, and didn't ever; for Mrs MacStinger immediately afterwards married him.
The Captain was frightened to dead 'If you would Ma'am, he said with submission, 'it would oblige me. I can't keep my money very well. It pays itself out. I should take it kind if you'd comply. 'Well, Cap'en Cuttle, said the unconscious MacStinger, rubbing her hands, 'you can do as you please. It's not for me, with my family, to refuse, no more than it is to ask.
One of the most frightful circumstances of the ceremony to the Captain, was the deadly interest exhibited therein by Juliana MacStinger; and the fatal concentration of her faculties, with which that promising child, already the image of her parent, observed the whole proceedings.
Pursued by the image of Mrs MacStinger springing out of bed, and, regardless of costume, following and bringing him back; pursued also by a consciousness of his enormous crime; Captain Cuttle held on at a great pace, and allowed no grass to grow under his feet, between Brig Place and the Instrument-maker's door.
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