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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!
After indulging in this species of incantation for some length of time, Tom Cogglesby read the letter from beginning to end, and called peremptorily for pen, ink, and paper.
Just outside the room just a second! or up in a corner will do. Mrs. Cogglesby was amazed to see him jump up and run round to her. She was prepared to defend her neck from his caress, and refused to go: but the words, 'Something particular to tell you, awakened her curiosity, which urged her to compliance. She rose and went with him to the door. 'Well, sir; what is it?
I declare! was all he was allowed to say. Mrs. Cogglesby marched back to her chair, and recommenced the repast in majestic silence. Andrew sighed; he attempted to do the same. He stuck his fork in the blanched whiskerage of his marmoset, and exclaimed: 'I can't! He was unnoticed. 'You do not object to plain diet? said Harriet to Louisa. 'Oh, no, in verity! murmured the Countess.
By this time he knew something of old Tom Cogglesby, and was not astonished that he should have chosen John Raikes to play one of his farces on. Jack turned off abruptly the moment he saw they were nearing human figures, but soon returned to Evan's side, as if for protection. 'Hoy! Harrington! shouted Harry, beckoning to him. 'Come, make haste! I'm in a deuce of a mess.
The despatches of a general being usually acknowledged to be the safest sources from which the historian of a campaign can draw, I proceed to set forth a letter of the Countess de Saldar, forwarded to her sister, Harriet Cogglesby, three mornings after her arrival at Beckley Court; and which, if it should prove false in a few particulars, does nevertheless let us into the state of the Countess's mind, and gives the result of that general's first inspection of the field of action.
Providence had answered her numerous petitions, but in its own way. Stipulating that she must swallow this pill, Providence consented to serve her. She swallowed it with her wonted courage. In half an hour subsequent to her arrival at Lymport, she laid siege to the heart of Old Tom Cogglesby, whom she found installed in the parlour, comfortably sipping at a tumbler of rum-and-water.
Just outside the room just a second! or up in a corner will do. Mrs. Cogglesby was amazed to see him jump up and run round to her. She was prepared to defend her neck from his caress, and refused to go: but the words, 'Something particular to tell you, awakened her curiosity, which urged her to compliance. She rose and went with him to the door. 'Well, sir; what is it?
'You can have some of the servants' beer, Mrs. Cogglesby appended. Andrew studied her face to see whether she really was not hoisting him with his own petard. Perceiving that she was sincerely acting according to her sense of principle, he fumed, and departed to his privacy, unable to stand it any longer. Then like a kite the Countess pounced upon his character.
Tom Cogglesby still sat at his table, holding before him Evan's letter, of which he had got possession; and knocking it round and round with a stroke of the forefinger, to the tune of, 'Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor, 'pothecary, ploughboy, thief'; each profession being sounded as a corner presented itself to the point of his nail.
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