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Updated: June 25, 2025
We expected ter make it ter Shiloh buryin'-ground 'fore dark; but the road is middlin' heavy, an' 'bout five mile' back Ben cast a shoe. The funeral warn't over much 'fore noon." "Whyn't they bury him in Eskaqua, whar he died!" persisted Browdie. "Waal, they planned ter bury him alongside his mother an' gran'dad, what used ter live in Tanglefoot Cove.
'Noo, said John, when a hackney coach had been called, and the ladies and the luggage hurried in, 'gang to the Sarah's Head, mun. 'To the VERE? cried the coachman. 'Lawk, Mr Browdie! interrupted Miss Squeers. 'The idea! Saracen's Head. 'Sure-ly, said John, 'I know'd it was something aboot Sarah's Son's Head. Dost thou know thot? 'Oh, ah!
John Browdie was striding in the same direction when Mrs Browdie turned pale, and, leaning back in her chair, requested him with a faint voice to take notice, that if he ran into any danger it was her intention to fall into hysterics immediately, and that the consequences might be more serious than he thought for.
'I've got him, hard and fast. 'Wa'at! exclaimed John Browdie, pushing away his plate. 'Got that poor dom'd scoondrel? Where? 'Why, in the top back room, at my lodging, replied Squeers, 'with him on one side, and the key on the other. 'At thy loodgin'! Thee'st gotten him at thy loodgin'? Ho! ho! The schoolmeasther agin all England.
So saying, and indulging, with more delicacy than might have been expected from him, in another series of loud laughs, for the purpose of avoiding the thanks which Nicholas poured forth, John Browdie set spurs to his horse, and went off at a smart canter: looking back, from time to time, as Nicholas stood gazing after him, and waving his hand cheerily, as if to encourage him on his way.
After a short interval, which John Browdie employed upon the ham and a cold round of beef, the waiter returned with another pie, and the information that Mr Squeers was not stopping in the house, but that he came there every day and that directly he arrived, he should be shown upstairs.
And I am sure that at all times it will give me pleasure really pleasure now to have you, Mrs Browdie, to see me in this plain and homely manner. We make no display, said Mrs Nickleby, with an air which seemed to insinuate that they could make a vast deal if they were so disposed; 'no fuss, no preparation; I wouldn't allow it.
During the remainder of the day, Mr Browdie was in a very odd and excitable state; bursting occasionally into an explosion of laughter, and then taking up his hat and running into the coach-yard to have it out by himself.
'Ecod! rejoined John Browdie, drawing up his chair; 'and I can never tell YOU hoo gratful soom folks that we do know would be loikewise, if THEY know'd I had takken pity on him. 'Ah! exclaimed Mrs Browdie, 'what a state I was in that night! 'Were they at all disposed to give you credit for assisting in the escape? inquired Nicholas of John Browdie.
'For shame, John, said Mrs Browdie; with an acute perception of the joke though, being a bride herself. 'The groom will be a blessed mun, said John, his eyes twinkling at the idea. 'He'll be in luck, he will.
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