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Such a thing had never happened before; and not only so, but "her gentleman" had given her no greeting had not so much as seen her! "Well, well, Cibot," said she to her spouse, "M. Pons has come in for a million, or gone out of his mind!" "That is how it looks to me," said Cibot, dropping the coat-sleeve in which he was making a "dart," in tailor's language.
But death in life is a monstrous thing; life, for example, spent in a chair in a squalid tailor's shop, doing over and over again the same piece of squalid, meaningless work, with ever another squalid year stretching out its length before you when the last one has been completed.
"You are a lying miscreant!" cried Medlar, in an ecstacy of rage; "I can always command money enough to pay your tailor's bill, which I am sure is no trifle; and I have a good mind to give you a convincing proof of my circumstances, by prosecuting you for defamation, sirrah."
His wife, who has returned from the tailor's and refreshed herself with a cognac, asks him whether he feels inclined to make an excursion with the children. No, he has letters to write. When he has finished his letters, he goes out for a stroll before dinner. He is longing for somebody to talk to. But he is alone. He goes into the garden and looks for the children.
A quick thrill of triumph shot through his heart, but it was a sensation that only lasted an instant; it was followed by a suspicion. "Because of the money?" he asked. "Partly," she answered simply. "Harry can't do anything. He owes five weeks here, and he owes you seven pounds, and his tailor's pressing him for money. He'd pawn anything he could, but he's pawned everything already.
Jan tried vainly to efface herself behind a tailor's dummy, but her back was reflected in the very mirror which also reproduced Sir Langham in the act of trying on a khaki-coloured topee. He saw her and at once hurried in her direction, exclaiming: "Ah, Miss Ross, run to earth! You slipped off this morning without bidding me good-bye, and I've been wonderin' all day where we should meet.
The agitation and curiosity possessing Rosalie all day held her in the evening when the wooden shutters of the tailor's shop were closed and only a flickering light showed through the cracks.
Orden's tailor's bill? I can see no object at all in going through his correspondence in this way. What you have to search for is a packet wrapped up in thin yellow oilskin, with `Number 17' on the outside in black ink." "Oh, he might have slipped it in anywhere," Fenn pointed out. "Besides, there's always a chance that one of his letters may give us a clue as to where he has hidden the document.
"Is that a paper in yer father's coat-pocket, Isley?" "Yes," said the boy, taking it out. Bob took the paper and stared hard at it for a moment or so. "There's something about the new goldfields there," said Bob, putting his finger on a tailor's advertisement. "I wish you'd why read it to me, Isley; I can't see the small print they uses nowadays."
If he desires to be informed of what you mention, I am confident that the lamp will not fail me in time of need." The tailor's widow reflected that the lamp might be capable of doing greater wonders than just providing victuals for them, and this removed all the difficulties which might have prevented her from undertaking the service she had promised.
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