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The visiting pitcher followed this up with a sharp drop, which came down across Bart's shoulders. Again Bart declined to swing. "Two strikes!" cried Carker. Bart did not kick. He did not even frown, although he realized he had failed to swing at two fair balls. The next ball was wide. Then followed a high one. Hodge hit the next ball and put up an infield fly, which was easily captured by McCann.
'And pardon me do I misconceive you, said Carker, 'when I think you descry in this, a likely means of humbling Mrs Dombey's pride I use the word as expressive of a quality which, kept within due bounds, adorns and graces a lady so distinguished for her beauty and accomplishments and, not to say of punishing her, but of reducing her to the submission you so naturally and justly require?
Cousin Feenix and the Major are the gayest there; but Mr Carker has a smile for the whole table. He has an especial smile for the Bride, who very, very seldom meets it. 'Upon my honour, says Cousin Feenix, 'although it's an unusual sort of thing in a private gentleman's house, I must beg leave to call upon you to drink what is usually called a in fact a toast.
'This fellow, said Mr Carker to Polly, giving him a gentle shake, 'is your son, eh, Ma'am? 'Yes, Sir, sobbed Polly, with a curtsey; 'yes, Sir. 'A bad son, I am afraid? said Mr Carker. 'Never a bad son to me, Sir, returned Polly. 'To whom then? demanded Mr Carker.
If they would only leave us a little more of the poetry of existence in these terrible days! Mrs Skewton was looking sharp after Mr Dombey all the time she said this, who was looking at Edith: who was listening, but who never lifted up her eyes. 'We are dreadfully real, Mr Carker, said Mrs Skewton; 'are we not?
We'll furnish one, and you may furnish the other." Under most circumstances Frank would have accepted this proposition without demur. Just now he had a feeling that Silence was determined to obtain some advantage in the umpire. He knew Greg Carker to be honest from his head to his feet, and therefore he resolved not to yield a point to the proprietor of the Rovers.
So, with the whim of an idle man, to whom there yet remained twenty minutes for reaching a destination easily able in ten, Mr Carker threaded the great boles of the trees, and went passing in and out, before this one and behind that, weaving a chain of footsteps on the dewy ground.
Mr Carker the Manager, hat in hand, just arrived at Leamington, and just introduced to the Major, showed the Major his whole double range of teeth, and trusted he might take the liberty of thanking him with all his heart for having effected so great an Improvement in Mr Dombey's looks and spirits.
And in some sort, Mr Carker, in his fancy, basked upon a hearth too. Coiled up snugly at certain feet, he was ready for a spring, Or for a tear, or for a scratch, or for a velvet touch, as the humour took him and occasion served. Was there any bird in a cage, that came in for a share of his regards? 'A very young lady! thought Mr Carker the Manager, through his song.
This conduct on the part of Mr Carker, and her habit of often considering it with wonder and uneasiness, began to invest him with an uncomfortable fascination in Florence's thoughts.
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