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'An affair of honour? said O'Flaherty, squaring himself. He smelt powder in everything. 'More like an affair of dishonour, said Toole, buttoning his coat. 'He's been "kiting" all over the town. Nutter can distrain for his rent to-morrow, and Cluffe called him outside the bar to speak with him; put that and that together, Sir. And home went Toole.
No sooner was our friend Cluffe well assured that Dangerfield was in custody of the gaoler, and that his old theory of a certain double plot carried on by that intriguing personage, with the object of possessing the hand and thousands of Aunt Rebecca, was now and for ever untenable, than he wrote to London forthwith to countermand the pelican.
The signal given, Cluffe let go, entertaining himself with a little jingle of Puddock's guitar, of which he had charge, and a verse or two of their last song; while the plump little lieutenant, standing upright, midships in the boat, hauled away, though not quite so deftly as was desirable.
'So dear Aunt Becky has forgiven Puddock, said Devereux, who was sauntering up to the tent between O'Flaherty and Cluffe, and little suspecting that he was descanting upon the intended Mrs. Cluffe 'and they are celebrating the reconciliation over a jelly and a pupton. I love Aunt Rebecca, I tell you I don't know what we should do without her.
'Cluffe? 'Drowned? 'By Jupiter! 'You don't say so? and a round of such ejaculations followed this announcement. Allow me here to mention that I permit my people to swear by all the persons of the Roman mythology.
'Is he found are you found? cried the doctor, resuming that great shake by both hands, which in his momentary puzzle he had suspended. 'I a oh, dear! I don't quite understand is he lost? for mercy's sake is Cluffe lost? implored Puddock. 'Lost in his bed clothes, maybe, cried Lillyman, who had joined them. 'But he's not he's not drowned?
The remembrance of your kindness only, sweetens the bitterness of my regret, and that I shall bear with me so long, Madam, as life remains. And saying this, as Mr. Richardson writes, 'he bowed upon her passive hand, and Miss Rebecca made him a grand and gracious courtesy. As he retreated, whom should Dominick announce but Captain Cluffe and Lieutenant Puddock. And there was an odd smile on Mr.
And so the general walks him slowly towards the house; sometimes jogging his elbow a little under his ribs; sometimes calling a halt and taking his collar in his finger and thumb, thrusting him out a little, and eyeing him over with a sort of swagger, and laughing and coughing, and whooping, and laughing again, almost to strangulation; and altogether extraordinarily boisterous, and hilarious, and familiar, as Cluffe thought, who viewed this spectacle from the avenue.
Puddock, indeed, had strict notions about rehearsing, and, on occasions like this, assumed managerial airs, and in a very courteous way took the absolute command of Captain Cluffe, who sang till he was purple, and his belts and braces cracked again, not venturing to mutiny, though he grumbled a little aside.
Cluffe, in virtue of his rank and pretensions, marched in the van, and, as Aunt Becky received him, little Puddock's round eyes swept the room in search, perhaps, of some absent object. 'The general's not here, said Aunt Becky loftily and severely, interpreting Puddock's wandering glance in that way. 'Your visit, perhaps, is for him you'll find him in his study, with the orderly.
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