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Willie meant this for an uncommonly severe cut; for Miss Deemas sat at the end of the sofa, near the window! Fortunately, at this point, Matty Merryon ushered in Loo Auberly, who was instantly enfolded in Miss Tippet's arms, and thence transferred to Emma's, in which she was led to the sofa, and gently deposited in the softest corner.
A half-open door revealed the fact that an inner chamber contained Mr Tippet's bed, and an indescribable mass of machinery and models in every stage of progression, and covered with dust, more or less thick in exact proportion to their respective ages.
Willie admitted that there was much truth in Mr Tippet's observations, but did not quite agree with him in his sweeping condemnation of Ziza. "However," continued Mr Tippet, resuming his quiet tone and benignant aspect, "I'll consider the matter. Yes, I'll consider the matter and see what's to be done for 'em."
We may as well put the reader out of suspense at once by saying that we do not intend to describe Miss Tippet's evening with "a few friends."
"Either the man must be mad, or he wishes to rob Miss Tippet's house in her absence." Willie admitted that the first supposition might be true, but he held stoutly that the second was impossible, for Boone was too honest for that.
"Can't, I'm afraid. I'm engaged to take up old Missus Oke an' her niece at Tippet's corner; an' the niece's box. The gal's goin' in to St. Austell, into service. So there's no room. But if there's any little message I can take " "When'll you be back?" "Somewhere's about five I'll be passin'." "Would 'ee mind waitin' a moment?
This speech was delivered with such vehemence, contained so many objectionable sentiments, and involved such a dreadful supposition in regard to the treatment of Miss Tippet's person, that the worthy lady was shocked beyond all expression. The concluding sentence, however, diverted her thoughts. "Ah! was he indeed at that sad fire, and did he help to put it out?"
The sharp, three-toed talons of the forelimbs seized poor Tippet, and Bradley saw the unfortunate fellow lifted high above the ground as the creature again reared up on its hind legs, immediately transferring Tippet's body to its gaping jaws, which closed with a sickening, crunching sound as Tippet's bones cracked beneath the great teeth.
I came to know him when I first went to Mr Tippet's. He lived then in the floor below us with a drunken companion whom he was anxious to reclaim; but he found him so hard to manage that he at last left him, and went to live in Hampstead. He and I became great friends when he lived under our workshop.
"Well," he answered, "that was at General Hiram Washington Tippet's; he keeps the post-office why, Sir, that was Caledonia city." I thanked him, unsaddled my horse, and bivouacked where I was, laughing heartily at my mistake in having asked for ice, when the two sides of the board made post-office. But I must return to Boston and its court-house.
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