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I saw him walk up to the glass, and walk back from the glass. And when he'd got up to the glass he bowed, he did, and he went back'ards just so." Doubtless the presence of a lady was the active agent that prevented Crummins from doubling his body entirely, and giving more than a rapid indication of the posture of Mr. Tinman in his retreat before the glass.
As when upon an enforced visit to the dentist, people have had one tooth out, the remaining offenders are more willingly submitted to the operation, insomuch that a poetical licence might hazard the statement that they shed them like leaves of the tree, so Crummins, who had shrunk from speech, now volunteered whole sentences in succession, and how important they were deemed by his fellow-townsman, Mr.
You'll know where to find me in the morning; and mind, I shall expect Phippun and Company to give me a very good account of their reason for moving a big looking-glass on a night like this. There, be off." The crown-piece in his hand effected a genial change in Crummins' disposition to communicate. Crickledon spoke to him about the glass; two or three of the others present jogged him.
"What right has he got to go to Court?" Mr. Van Diemen Smith inquired, like the foreigner he had become through exile. "Mr. Tinman's bailiff of the town," said Crickledon. "And what was his objection to that glass I smashed?" "He's rather an irritable gentleman," Crickledon murmured, and turned to Crummins. Crummins growled: "He said it was misty, and gave him a twist."
And, look here tell me; how was it you happened to be going glass foremost when you'd got the glass on your back?" "Well, 't ain't my fault, I knows that," rejoined Crummins. "I came along as careful as a man could.
His delivery of the card appeared to act on him like the flourish of a trumpet before great men. "Van Diemen Smith," he proclaimed himself for the assistance of Ned Crummins in his task; the latter's look of sad concern on receiving the card seeming to declare an unscholarly conscience. An anxious feminine voice was heard close beside Mr. Van Diemen Smith. "Oh, papa, has there been an accident?
Tinman's townsmen that there was laughing-stuff for a year or so in the scene witnessed by Crummins, if they postponed a bit their right to the laugh and took it in doses, Annette induced her father to signal to Crickledon his readiness to go and see the lodgings. No sooner had he done it than he said, "What on earth made us wait all this time here? I'm hungry, my dear; I want supper."
"If you'll step round to my master along o' me, sir," said Crummins, "perhaps he'll explain." Crummins was requested to state who his master was, and he replied, "Phippun and Company;" but Mr. Smith positively refused to go with him. "But here," said he, "is a crown for you, for you're a civil fellow.
"Why, it was me calling, 'I'm sure I can't see the way. "You heard me, you donkey!" retorted the bearded gentleman. "What was the good of your turning that glass against me in the very nick when I dashed on you?" "Well, 't ain't my fault, I swear," said Crummins. "The wind catches voices so on a pitch dark night, you never can tell whether they be on one shoulder or the other.
"What did Mr. Tinman want by having the glass moved so late in the day, Ned? Your master wasn't nervous about his property, was he?" "Not he," said Crummins, and began to suck down his upper lip and agitate his eyelids and stand uneasily, glimmering signs of the setting in of the tide of narration. He caught the eye of Mr. Smith, then looked abashed at Miss. Crickledon saw his dilemma.
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