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"Say what's uppermost, Ned; never mind how you says it. English is English. Mr. Tinman sent for you to take the glass away, now, did n't he?" "He did," said Crummins. "And you went to him." "Ay, that I did." "And he fastened the chiwal glass upon your back" "He did that." "That's all plain sailing. Had he bought the glass?" "No, he had n't bought it. He'd hired it."
"Even the communication of Phippun & Co. concerning the chiwal- glass, failed to divert him from his particular task. It was indeed a public duty; and the chiwal-glass, though pertaining to it, was a private business. He that has broken the glass, let that man pay for it, he pronounced no doubt in simpler fashion, being at his ease in his home, but with the serenity of one uplifted.
Herbert ejaculated, "that's sheer nonsense, Crickledon. I'm sure your husband would tell you so." "It was my husband brought me the words," Mrs. Crickledon rejoined with some triumph. "He did tell me, I own, to keep it shut: but my speaking to you, a friend of Mr. Smith's, won't do no harm. He heard them under the battery, over that chiwal glass: 'And you shall pay, says Mr.
"Smashed!" was the general outcry. "I ran slap into him," said the gentleman. "Who the deuce! no bones broken, that's one thing. The fellow there, look at him: he's like a glass tortoise." "It's a chiwal glass," Crickledon remarked, and laid finger on the star in the centre. "Gentleman ran slap into me," said Crummins, depositing the frame on the floor of the shop.
But it was a glimpse of broad burlesque, and though it was received with becoming sobriety by the men in the carpenter's shop, Annette plucked at her father's arm. She could not get him to depart. That picture of his old schoolmate Martin Tinman practicing before a chiwal glass to present himself at the palace in his Court suit, seemed to stupefy his Australian intelligence.
"Say what's uppermost, Ned; never mind how you says it. English is English. Mr. Tinman sent for you to take the glass away, now, did n't he?" "He did," said Crummins. "And you went to him." "Ay, that I did." "And he fastened the chiwal glass upon your back" "He did that." "That's all plain sailing. Had he bought the glass?" "No, he had n't bought it. He'd hired it."
But it was a glimpse of broad burlesque, and though it was received with becoming sobriety by the men in the carpenter's shop, Annette plucked at her father's arm. She could not get him to depart. That picture of his old schoolmate Martin Tinman practicing before a chiwal glass to present himself at the palace in his Court suit, seemed to stupefy his Australian intelligence.
"Smashed!" was the general outcry. "I ran slap into him," said the gentleman. "Who the deuce! no bones broken, that's one thing. The fellow there, look at him: he's like a glass tortoise." "It's a chiwal glass," Crickledon remarked, and laid finger on the star in the centre. "Gentleman ran slap into me," said Crummins, depositing the frame on the floor of the shop.
In a profound silence you may hear pins; in a hubbub you may hear cannon-balls. But I never believe in eavesdropping gossip." "He was heard to say to Mr. Smith," Crickledon pursued, and she lowered her voice, "he was heard to say, it was when they were quarreling over that chiwal, and they went at one another pretty hard before Mr. Smith beat him and he sold Mr.
In a profound silence you may hear pins; in a hubbub you may hear cannon-balls. But I never believe in eavesdropping gossip." "He was heard to say to Mr. Smith," Crickledon pursued, and she lowered her voice, "he was heard to say, it was when they were quarreling over that chiwal, and they went at one another pretty hard before Mr. Smith beat him and he sold Mr.
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