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"He's in earnest at any rate," said Mr. Moulder. "No mistake about that," said Snengkeld. But Mr. Kantwise spoke never a word. It was at last decided that John Kenneby should go both to Hamworth and to Bedford Row, but that he should go to Hamworth first.
Moulder, Gape, and Snengkeld together could not make him pay for wine he had neither ordered nor swallowed. His pocket was guarded by the law of the land, and not by the laws of any special room in which he might chance to find himself. "I shall pay two shillings for my dinner," said he, "and sixpence for my beer;" and then he deposited the half-crown.
"Now, bear a hand, old girl," was the harshest word he said to her; and he enjoyed himself like Duncan, shut up in measureless content. He had three guests with him on this auspicious day. There was his old friend Snengkeld, who had dined with him on every Christmas since his marriage; there was his wife's brother, of whom we will say a word or two just now; and there was our old friend, Mr.
Moulder bowed his head very solemnly, winked at Snengkeld, and then drank wine with that gentleman. "It's the rule of the room," whispered Mr. Kantwise into Mr. Dockwrath's ear; but Mr. Dockwrath pretended not to hear him, and the matter was allowed to pass by for the time. But Mr. Snengkeld asked him for the honour, as also did Mr. Gape, who sat at Moulder's left hand; and then Mr.
"You shouldn't insult the gentleman because he has his own ideas," said Johnson. "I don't want to insult no one," continued Moulder; "and those who know me best, among whom I can't as yet count Mr. Johnson, though hopes I shall some day, won't say it of me." "Hear hear hear!" from both Snengkeld and Gape; to which Kantwise added a little "hear hear!" of his own, of which Mr.
They've made thousands of pounds along of me, and have never lost none. Who can say more than that? When I took to the old girl there, I insured my life, so that she shouldn't want her wittles and drink " "Oh, M., don't!" "And I ain't afeard to die. Snengkeld, my old pal, hand us the brandy." Such is the modern philosophy of the Moulders, pigs out of the sty of Epicurus.
That's done and over, and let us hear among friends how the matter really was." And then there was silence among them in order that his words might come forth freely. "Come, my dear," said Mrs. Smiley with a tone of encouraging love. "There can't be any harm now; can there?" "Out with it, John," said Moulder. "You're honest, anyways." "There ain't no gammon about you," said Snengkeld. "Mr.
"It's all in the hands of Providence," said Kantwise, "and we should look to him." "And how does it taste?" asked Moulder, shaking the gloomy thoughts from his mind. "Uncommon," said Snengkeld, with his mouth quite full. "I never eat such a turkey in all my life." "Like melted diamonds," said Mrs. Moulder, who was not without a touch of poetry.
John Kenneby was a good, honest, painstaking fellow, and was believed by his friends to have put a few pounds together in spite of the timidity of his character. When Snengkeld and Kenneby were shown up into the room, they found nobody there but Kantwise. That Mrs.
"When such a low scoundrel as Dockwrath is pitted against a handsome woman like Lady Mason he'll not find a jury in England to give a verdict in his favour." Then he asked Snengkeld to come to his little supper; and Kantwise also he invited, though Kantwise had shown Dockwrath tendencies throughout the whole affair; but Moulder was fond of Kantwise as a butt for his own sarcasm. Mrs.
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