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Boss," as, in the friendliness of diminutives, Mrs. Merrylack sometimes styled the grandiloquent practitioner, "you mistake: the old gentleman left all his ready money in two bequests, the one to the College of , in the University of Cambridge, and the other to an hospital in London. I remember the very words of the will; they ran thus, Mr. Boss.
Merrylack, to behold a gentleman of the aristocratic classes or grades supporting the institutions of his country with such remarkable energy of sentiments and with and with, Mistress Merrylack, with sentiments of such remarkable energy." "Pray," said the daughter, adjusting her ringlets by a little glass which hung over the tap, "how long has Mr. Mordaunt's lady been dead?"
"Oh! she died just before the squire came to the property," quoth the mother. "Poor thing! she was so pretty! I am sure I cried for a whole hour when I heard it! I think it was three years last month when it happened. Old Mr. Vavasour died about two months afterwards." Bossolton, who was the victim of a most fiery Mrs. Merrylack?" "He did. And you know, Mr.
"I have heard, it is true, but my memory is short; and, in the multitude and multifariousness of my professional engagements, I am often led into a forgetfulness of matters less important in their variety, and less less various in their importance." "Why," answered Mrs. Merrylack, "somehow or other, I quite forget too; but it is some distant borough.
With these words the honest Cole turned away, and, strolling towards the Golden Fleece, soon found himself in the hospitable mansion of Mistress and Mister Merrylack. While the ex-king was taking his ease at his inn, Wolfe proceeded to Mordaunt Court. The result of the meeting that there ensued was a determination on the part of Algernon to repair immediately to W .
"Oh! she died just before the squire came to the property," quoth the mother. "Poor thing! she was so pretty! I am sure I cried for a whole hour when I heard it! I think it was three years last month when it happened. Old Mr. Vavasour died about two months afterwards." Bossolton, who was the victim of a most fiery Mrs. Merrylack?" "He did. And you know, Mr.
"I have heard, it is true, but my memory is short; and, in the multitude and multifariousness of my professional engagements, I am often led into a forgetfulness of matters less important in their variety, and less less various in their importance." "Why," answered Mrs. Merrylack, "somehow or other, I quite forget too; but it is some distant borough.
Merrylack, to behold a gentleman of the aristocratic classes or grades supporting the institutions of his country with such remarkable energy of sentiments and with and with, Mistress Merrylack, with sentiments of such remarkable energy." "Pray," said the daughter, adjusting her ringlets by a little glass which hung over the tap, "how long has Mr. Mordaunt's lady been dead?"
"That is it," cried the youth; "show me a private room instantly." "What can he want a private room for?" thought the landlady's daughter. "Show the gentleman to the Griffin, No. 4, John Merrylack," said the landlady herself.
John Merrylack returned to the taproom, and communicated the stubborn adherence to No. 4 manifested by its occupier, our good hostess felt exceedingly discomposed.
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