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Amy, on her side, was ready to be pleased with whatever could be regarded as pleasant most of all with things intended to please, and was prejudiced in Corney's favor through knowing less of him and more of his family. Her face beamed with pleasure at sight of him, and almost involuntarily she stepped within the door to meet him. "Amy! Who would have thought of seeing you here?
A made several attempts to dispose of his lease, but with no success, for when intending purchasers were being shown over the house and arrived at Corney's domain, the spirit would begin to speak and the would-be purchaser would fly. They asked him if they changed house would he trouble them. He replied, "No! but if they throw down this house, I will trouble the stones." At last Mrs.
Here's Rendon, and through it we go with a spanking clatter. Here's Doctor Corney's dog-cart post-haste again. For there's no dying without him now, and Repentance is on the death-bed for not calling him in before. Half a charge of humbug hurts no son of a gun, friend Vernon, if he'd have his firing take effect. Be tender to't in man or woman, particularly woman.
Sir Willoughby was a character of man profoundly opposed to Dr. Corney's nature; the latter's instincts bristled with antagonism not to his race, for Vernon was of the same race, partly of the same blood, and Corney loved him: the type of person was the annoyance.
Bumble had illustrated the position by removing his left arm from the back of Mrs. Corney's chair, where it had previously rested, to Mrs. Corney's apron-string, round which it gradually became entwined. 'We are all weak creeturs, said Mr. Bumble. Mrs. Corney sighed. 'Don't sigh, Mrs. Corney, said Mr. Bumble. 'I can't help it, said Mrs. Corney. And she sighed again.
Corney was moralising; and the water slightly scalded Mrs. Corney's hand. 'Drat the pot! said the worthy matron, setting it down very hastily on the hob; 'a little stupid thing, that only holds a couple of cups! What use is it of, to anybody! Except, said Mrs. Corney, pausing, 'except to a poor desolate creature like me. Oh dear!
I stretched out my arms to him, and he caught me up in his, and then it was all right; I was Corney's keeper, and Corney was my keeper, and God was all of us's keeper. And it was then I woke, majie, not before." The days went on. Every new day Mark said, "Now, majie, I do think to-day I shall tell Corney my dream and the message I have for him!"
Can you tell me where I'll find him?" "I can't tell you thin. What should I know myself? So now you know as much about it as I do." "Well, then, get up and let me in. Don't you know me? I'm Corney's landlord, Thady Macdermot. I'll wait here till he comes; so get up and let me in." There was a silence for some time; then he heard the old woman say to some one else, "The Lord be praised!
But Hester was in a wayward mood, and inclined to prospect. "Suppose such was not really Corney's reason," she resumed, "but that he thought it degraded him to be the brother of an intended professional what would you say to that?" "I should tell him he was a fool.
I don't know what's come to them at all now being out night skirring through the counthry; it can't come to no good, any ways." "When Corney's at home, where does he sleep?" said Thady, looking round the cabin for a second bed, but seeing none. "He mostly takes a stretch then down there afore the fire; but Corney's not over partickler where he sleeps.
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