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Baggs, the housekeeper, who condescended to impart her observations to Mrs. Bustle, the lady's-maid, John Thomas, I say, decidedly advised that my lady should consult a cunning man. "What nonsense is this you have been talking to the maids, John Thomas, about the conjurer who lives in in " "In Hangman's Lane, ma'am, where the gibbet used to stand," replied John, who was bringing in the muffins.
The maple trees that lined the quiet streets of the town were in full early leaf. Groups paced tranquilly over the brick ways; the houses stood in secure rows. A longing for safety, recognition, choked at Harry Baggs' throat. He wanted to stop at the corner, talk, move home to a shadowy cool porch.
We have said Bull knows nothing: he knows the birth, arms, and pedigree of all the peerage, has poked his little eyes into every one of the carriages on board their panels noted and their crests surveyed; he knows all the Continental stories of English scandal how Count Towrowski ran off with Miss Baggs at Naples how VERY thick Lady Smigsmag was with young Cornichon of the French Legation at Florence the exact amount which Jack Deuceace won of Bob Greengoose at Baden what it is that made the Staggs settle on the Continent: the sum for which the O'Goggarty estates are mortgaged, &c.
Henry V. of England was another such man, who reformed himself to admiration. Augustine began badly, and declared as a jest that he would rather have his lust satisfied than extinguished. Yet this man ended as a Saint of Christ. I could give you many other examples, Levi." "Then we'll hope for the best," said John. But Mr. Baggs only sneered.
Best confessed that it had put him in mind of a passage from Holy Writ, for it seemed to be all eyes, behind and before. The eyes were wheels, and beneath, the mass of the carder opened its mouth a thin and hungry slit into which wound an endless band. Spread upon this leathern roller was the hemp tow that mass of short material which Levi Baggs, the hackler, pruned away from his long strides.
Baggs, determining to represent the clergyman as well as to be the witness. "Alicia, dear," I said, interrupting in my turn, "repeat my words. Say 'I take this man, Francis Softly, for my lawful wedded husband." She repeated the sentence, with her face very pale, with her dear hand cold and trembling in mine. "For better for worse," continued the indomitable Mrs. Baggs.
The plan was immediately successful. Mrs. Baggs opened the doors of communication violently. A slight smell of spirits entered the room, and was followed close by the housekeeper herself, with an indignant face and a disordered head-dress. "What do you mean, sir? How dare you " she began; then stopped aghast, looking at me in speechless astonishment.
You are an artist, and life has wrung you out like a cloth jail, hungry, outcast; yes, and nights with stars, and water shining; men like old Janin, dead men, begging on the roads they are all in your voice, jumbled serious barytone " The high thin recital stopped, from exhaustion. Harry Baggs was warm to the ends of his fingers. He wiped his wet brow with a wetter hand.
Baggs was in ascendant, and when he told the youth that he wasted half his strength and had evidently been taught his business by a fool, Levi was called to suffer a spirited retort. Joe Ash came from the Midlands; his vocabulary was wider than that of Mr. Baggs, and he soon had the old man gasping. Finally he ordered him out of the shop, and told him that if he did not go he would be put out.
Alicia's grief gradually exhausted itself. She feebly raised her head, and, turning it away from me, hid her face. I saw that she was not fit for talking yet, and begged her to go upstairs to the drawing-room and lie down a little. She looked apprehensively toward the folding-doors that shut us off from the front parlor. "Leave Mrs. Baggs to me," I said.
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