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"Shut up, Bunce! can't you see it's a lady?" retorted he, who sheepishly held the door. "I'm I'm sorry, mam," he continued, with a bow to Olive. "I we forgot; I hope we've not disturbed her much; there shall be no more noise, I promise you." Olive disappeared, and returned to Ernestine, her heart swelling with furious indignation.
The hermit raised his hand, as if to make a sign, saying, 'Thou seest I have a guest, good friend. Bunce started back with 'Oh! the young Lord! Sworn to silence, I trust! I bade him not meddle with you, sir. 'It was against his will, I trow, said the hermit. 'He fell over the rock by the waterfall, but since he is here, I will answer for him that he does no hurt by word or deed!
Bunce was in the employment of certain copying law-stationers in Carey Street, and had a strong belief in the law as a profession; but he had none whatever in the House of Commons. "And he's given up going into chambers?" said Mr. Bunce to his wife. "Given it up altogether for the present," said Mrs. Bunce. "And he don't mean to have no clerk?" said Mr. Bunce.
A servant might live for ever at Scroope Manor, if only sufficiently submissive to Mrs. Bunce the housekeeper. There was certainly no parsimony at the Manor, but the luxurious living of the household was confined to the servants' department. To a stranger, and perhaps also to the inmates, the idea of gloom about the place was greatly increased by the absence of any garden or lawn near the house.
J. Thackray Bunce, Mr. G.J. Johnson, Dr. Some two or three months after its first appearance the late Mr. John Henry Chamberlain joined the staff, and a little later still Mr. William Harris became one of the "table round." With this staff the paper was carried on for many years, and with more or less success, according to the point of view from which it was considered.
And while he yet inwardly mused on his position, Bunce bent over him, and taking his thin wrinkled hand, patted it gently. "Good-bye for the present, David!" he said, kindly "We are on the mend we are certainly on the mend! We hope the ways of nature will be remedial and that we shall pick up our strength before the winter fairly sets in yes, we hope we certainly may hope for that " "Mr.
Indeed, it's clear, if it hadn't been that the cretur failed me, I should not have trusted myself in the place, after what I was told." "Bunce, you have been rather sly in your dealings, and they have a good deal to complain of. Now, though I said nothing about it, that coat you sold me for a black grew red with a week's wear, and threadbare in a month."
Lest our readers should lack any information on the subject of these wants, we shall narrate a brief dialogue between the younger Colleton and our worthy merchant, which took place but a few hours before their departure: "Well, Bunce, are you ready? We shall be off now in a couple of hours or so, and you must not keep us waiting. Pack up at once, man, and make yourself ready."
Simon Bunce came himself to conduct his new tenants to their abode. It was a pleasant spot, a ravine, down which the clear stream rushed on its course to mingle its waters with those of the ocean.
He slackened speed, and circled around for some time, seeking the spot with the aid of his searchlight. He discovered it with more ease than he had dared to hope, and bidding Rodier look out for obstacles, descended to the ground. "Here we are, Miss Bunce," he said cheerfully, as he stepped out. "I hope you feel none the worse for your ride." "It is wonderful," said the girl.
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