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'And his missis, interposed Mr. Claypole. 'And his master, too, I think you said, Noah? added Mr. Bumble. 'No! he's out, or he would have murdered him, replied Noah. 'He said he wanted to. 'Ah! Said he wanted to, did he, my boy? inquired the gentleman in the white waistcoat. 'Yes, sir, replied Noah. 'And please, sir, missis wants to know whether Mr.
The speed from Grantham to York, 82½ miles, with three slowing downs at Retford, Doncaster, and Selby, averaged 57 miles an hour, and the 59 miles from Claypole, near Newark, to Selby, were run in 60½ minutes, and for 22½ consecutive miles the speed was 64 miles an hour.
Mrs. Claypole had written to Lady Frances, stating that the Protector did not wish his daughter to accompany her friend to the abode of Sir Willmott's aunt, and would, therefore, send a suitable escort to conduct her to Whitehall immediately after the ceremony was concluded. Mrs.
Claypole taking cold beef from the dish, and porter from the pot, and administering homeopathic doses of both to Charlotte, who sat patiently by, eating and drinking at his pleasure. 'Aha! he whispered, looking round to Barney, 'I like that fellow's looks. He'd be of use to us; he knows how to train the girl already.
"She has a noble mind, Frances, though not so holy a one as the Lady Claypole." "Well, dear Constance, you are very good to bear with me. Suppose, now, my father, instead of sending me here, had commanded that I should sojourn and mystify with that righteous Mrs. Lambert, whom he magnifies into a model of holiness; what a time I should have passed!
We made our way to London Bridge as the night was settling down. No stars came out, but flickering, fluttering gaslights appeared, and around each post was a great, gray, fluffy aureole of mist. Just at the entrance to the bridge we saw Nancy dogged by Noah Claypole.
Oliver's colour rose as he said this; he breathed quickly; and there was a curious working of the mouth and nostrils, which Mr. Claypole thought must be the immediate precursor of a violent fit of crying. Under this impression he returned to the charge. 'What did she die of, Work'us? said Noah.
Stretched upon a mattress on the floor, lay Noah Claypole, fast asleep. Towards him the old man sometimes directed his eyes for an instant, and then brought them back again to the candle; which with a long-burnt wick drooping almost double, and hot grease falling down in clots upon the table, plainly showed that his thoughts were busy elsewhere. Indeed they were.
Claypole in the side, and they joined in a burst of laughter both long and loud. 'Well, that's all right! said Noah, when he had recovered himself, and Charlotte had returned. 'What time to-morrow shall we say? 'Will ten do? asked Fagin, adding, as Mr. Claypole nodded assent, 'What name shall I tell my good friend. 'Mr. Bolter, replied Noah, who had prepared himself for such emergency. 'Mr.
'Yer don't know who I am, I suppose, Work'us? said the charity-boy, in continuation: descending from the top of the post, meanwhile, with edifying gravity. 'No, sir, rejoined Oliver. 'I'm Mister Noah Claypole, said the charity-boy, 'and you're under me. Take down the shutters, yer idle young ruffian! With this, Mr.
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