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Cradell had remained, hanging about the office, in order that he might walk home with the new private secretary. But Eames did not desire this. He had much of which he desired to think alone, and would fain have been allowed to walk by himself. "Yes; I had things to do. I say, Johnny, I congratulate you most heartily; I do, indeed." "Thank you, old fellow!" "It is such a grand thing, you know.
When Cradell escaped out of the house in Burton Crescent, making his way through the passage into the outer air, he did so because he feared that Lupex would beat him or kick him, or otherwise ill-use him.
Then Eames thought ever the circumstances of the day, and remembered that he had certainly not seen Cradell since the morning. It was that public servant's practice to saunter into Eames's room in the middle of the day, and there consume bread and cheese and beer, in spite of an assertion which Johnny had once made as to crumbs of biscuit bathed in ink. But on this special day he had not done so.
I hate all that kind of thing. You never ought to suppose that a man will give himself airs, but wait till he does. I don't believe I shall remain with old Scuffles above a month or two. From all that I can hear that's as much as any one can bear." Then Cradell by degrees became happy and cordial, and during the whole walk flattered Eames with all the flattery of which he was master.
You don't know what a jealous woman is, Johnny." Cradell had got upon what he considered to be his high ground. And on that he felt himself equal to any man.
As for Cradell I may declare that he did marry Amelia, that he did, with some pride, take the place of master of the house at the bottom of Mrs Roper's table, and that he did make himself responsible for all Mrs Roper's debts. Of his future fortunes there is not space to speak in these pages.
"You're not a married man, Mr Cradell," said Lupex, "and therefore you cannot understand the workings of a husband's heart. There have been moments when my regard for that woman has been too much for me." "Now, Lupex, don't," said she, playfully tapping him with an old parasol which she still held.
And it must be acknowledged that Johnny Eames had, in certain unguarded moments, confided to Cradell the secret of a second weaker passion for Amelia. "She is a fine girl, a deuced fine girl!" Johnny Eames had said, using a style of language which he had learned since he left Guestwick and Allington.
Lupex swore last night that he'd be off to the Income-tax Office this morning, and have Cradell out before the commissioners, and clerks, and everybody. If he does that, it will get into the papers, and all London will be full of it. She would like it. I know; for all she cares for is to be talked about; but only think what it will be for mother's house.
I shall be happy to see you both any day at five, and to bury all unkindness with a chop and glass at the Pot and Poker, in Bow Street." "I'm sure you're very kind," said Cradell. "And Mrs Lupex will join us. There's a delightful little snuggery upstairs at the Pot and Poker; and if Miss Spruce will condescend to " "Oh, I'm an old woman, sir." "No no no," said Lupex, "I deny that.
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