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Updated: June 23, 2025
In Lambeth Marsh at the same time lived one Captain Bubb, who resolved horary questions astrologically; a proper handsome man, well spoken, but withal covetous, and of no honesty, as will appear by this story, for which he stood upon the pillory.
Bubb hovered about her with indignant consolation. Gammon, silent as yet, stood looking on. As he watched Mrs. Clover's countenance his own underwent a change; there was a ruffling of the brows, a working of the lips, and in his good-humoured blue eyes a twinkling of half-amused, half-angry determination. "Look here," he began, thrusting his hands into his side pockets.
Says he to parson Denison, hot from Oxford, "They remind me of the Oxford poets in the last century: "Alma novem celebres genuit Rhedyeina poetas. Bubb, Stubb, Grubb, Crabbe, Trappe. Brome, Carey, Tickell, Evans." As for Ina Vizard, La Klosking no longer, she has stepped into her new place with her native dignity, seemliness and composure.
Lester was the only one without an activity to support himself. But he was at the shop every weekday, six to ten p.m., cementing stellene with meticulous care, while he muttered and dreamed. The Bunch griped about courses, jobs, and the stubbornness of materials, but they made progress. They had built their first bubb and ionic. The others would be easier.
"I had to bubb all the way from Mercury to Post One to get your location from Art, Frankie," he complained. "Cripes why didn't anybody ever try to beam Gimp and me, anymore? Solar radiation ain't that hard to get past... So I had to come sneak a look for myself, to see what the Big Deal on the grapevine is." "We left the back door unlatched for you, Two-and-Two," Nelsen laughed.
Bubb Doddington, afterwards Lord Melcombe, who had written Mr. Mann a letter of most extravagant lamentation on the death of the Prince of Wales. I am mortified now at having printed the catalogue. Gideon the Jew, and Blakiston the independent grocer, have been the chief purchasers of the pictures sold already there, if you love moralizing! Adieu!
'Gimme ten bucks, please, for an ice cream cone down at the soda bubb? And his mom'll say to his dad, 'George, Dear is the ionocar nice and shiny? I have to go play bridge with the girls over in Nelsenville... No, I'm not ribbing you, Frankie. It'll be kind of nice to hear that type of talk, again if they only include a place for a man to be a little bit himself."
"You damned, independent bums you, too, Nelsen!" he began to growl. But when he saw Nelsen's jaw harden, he got the point, and grinned, instead. "Okay, Frank. Nobody's indispensible. I might do the same when you come back who knows...?" Frank Nelsen joined a KRNH bubb convoy Earthbound, but also passing fairly close to Mars within a few hours.
Bubb was the widow of a police officer; one of her children was in the Police Orphanage at Twickenham, and for the support of each of the others she received half a crown a week.
"I'll have pity on your ignorance," replied Polly, "and tell you more than that. I'm going to bed, and going to try to get to sleep if there's any chance of it in a 'ouse like this, which might be a 'sylum for inebriates." Mrs. Bubb laughed, the strangest laugh ever heard from her respectable lips. Words were needless, and in a few seconds she panted before her friends downstairs.
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