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Andrew Cogglesby. But the rays of neither fell visibly on Lymport. These escaped Eurydices never reappeared, after being once fairly caught away from the gloomy realms of Dis, otherwise Trade.
The ladies, his sisters, have not thought proper to call. I had hopes of the custom of Mr. Andrew Cogglesby. Of course you wish him to learn tailoring thoroughly? Mrs. Mel writes back, thanking Mr. Goren, and saying that 'she had shown the letter to inquiring creditors, and that she does wish her son to learn his business from the root. This produces a second letter from Mr.
Will you do me the favour to step out with me? Andrew followed him into the street. 'Are you aware of our young friend's good fortune? said Lawyer Perkins. 'Yes. Ah! Well! Would you believe that any sane person in his condition, now nonsense apart could bring his mind wilfully to continue a beggar? No. Um! Well; Mr. Cogglesby, I may tell you that I hold here in my hands a document by which Mr.
Cogglesby! and 'In the presence of ladies! were the admonishing interjections of the sisters, at whom the little man frowned in turns. 'Do you wish us to quit the room, sir? inquired his wife. 'God bless your soul, you little darling! he apostrophized that stately person. 'Here, come along with me, Harry. A wife's a wife, I say hang it!
Andrew Cogglesby. But the rays of neither fell visibly on Lymport. These escaped Eurydices never reappeared, after being once fairly caught away from the gloomy realms of Dis, otherwise Trade.
She put a corner of the letter in the box. 'Must I? All was done with the archest elegance: the bewildering condescension of a Goddess to a boor. 'I don't say you must, you know: but I should like to see it, returned Harry. 'There! She showed him a glimpse of 'Mrs., cleverly concealing plebeian 'Cogglesby, and the letter slid into darkness. 'Are you satisfied?
'Why did you bring this person up here? said Harriet, like a speaking statue. 'My dear! Andrew answered, and spread out his hand, and waggled his head; 'My please! I I don't know. We all want exercise. The man laughed, which was kindly of him, but offensive to Mrs. Cogglesby, who gave Andrew a glance which was full payment for his imbecile pleasantry, and promised more.
At this Andrew Cogglesby fell into a fit of laughter. 'Your servant, said Mr. Raikes, turning to him. And then he muttered 'Extraordinary likeness! Good Heavens! Powers! From a state of depression, Mr. Raikes changed into one of bewilderment. Evan paid no attention to him, and answered none of his hasty undertoned questions.
What if the Cogglesby Brewery proved a basis most unsound? Where must they fall then? Alas! on that point whence they sprang. If not to Perdition Tailordom! A lively April day, with strong gusts from the Southwest, and long sweeping clouds, saluted the morning coach from London to Lymport.
The hour was ten, when Andrew Cogglesby, comforted by Tom's remark, that he, Tom, had a wig, and that he, Andrew, would have a wigging, left the Aurora; and he left it singing a song.
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