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Toward other persons, she became, to some extent, a free teacher, and would, in the most obliging manner, rectify their little errors of pronunciation, when she was sure of them, and sometimes when she was not. Of course, Mr. Crull was taken in training by her.
"You are her uncle, Mr. Wilkeson," said Mrs. Crull, extending her red right hand, while, with her left, she smoothed Pet's thick brown hair, "but I am her mother." Mrs. Crull seized upon this early opportunity to give notice that her rights as adopted parent were not to be abridged. "And happy she is in having such a mother, my dear Mrs. Crull," said Marcus.
There were many points in this advertisement to which Miss Pillbody's modesty took exception; but Mrs. Crull insisted upon them in a way that permitted no refusal. The little bit of bragging was the principal thing, she said. She had always observed that people are inclined to believe bragging advertisements, though they openly profess that they can't be taken in by them.
"Well, I don't mind tellin' you, as you are my confidential little friend." Here Mrs. Crull would look around cautiously, to be sure no one was listening. "The other studies isn't so hard, but grammar knocks me." Then Pet would say, telling an innocent fib: "I don't observe anything very wrong, Mrs. Crull." "Ha! ha! there you are flattering me, you little chick.
"She nodded her head, and said, 'Yes, so it was; but I see, now, that all my talk didn't make no impression on her." "The sum of it is," said Overtop, "that she loves this worthless vagabond, and knew that you would not permit his visits to your house. Therefore she has left you." Mrs. Crull was a woman of firmness as well as affection.
Crull, on the following day, and inform Miss Minford of the important discoveries which had been made by him not mentioning the name of Marcus Wilkeson and should also offer to remove and dispose of the neglected furniture, as the young lady might think best. As this conclusion was arrived at, the door opened suddenly.
Crull made no mistakes in her affections. She was in mourning for Mr. Crull, and truly vowed that she would never marry again. Mrs. Slapman had ceased to live on the block. Mr. Slapman had basely defeated the beneficent decree of the law, by turning his property into ready cash, and sailing for Europe. This deprived Mrs.
He then broke to her the secret of her uncle's important aid in the affair of the "Cosmopolitan Window Fastener" the sole credit of which had always been attributed by Pet and Mrs. Crull to Wesley Tiffles and Overtop, agreeably to the wish of Marcus. "What a fool I've been," said Mrs. Crull, "to feel the least doubt about this excellent man! It was very weak of me, I s'pose, Mr.
Crull, and also with greater and more confiding weight, on that of Bog. As the party entered the shop, young Van Quintem was sitting with his head turned toward the door by which Miss Minford had vanished, savagely biting his finger nails. He wheeled in his chair, and confronted the intruders. "What the are you doing here?" he cried to his father.
Crull did not offer a large field for the exhibition of his wife's new acquirements; but, by drawing him into conversation, and then lying in wait for him, she found opportunities to exhibit them for his good. At first, Mr. Crull only stared and grunted. Once he said, "Wonder what's the matter with the ole woman?" And, on a subsequent occasion, when Mrs.
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