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Dallison, I think that one you call 'The Shadow' is the most rippin'. There's a something about it that gets hold of you. That was the original, wasn't it, at your Christmas party attractive girl it's an awf'ly good likeness." Bianca's face had changed, but Mr. Purcey was not a man to notice a little thing like that. "If ever you want to part with it," he said, "I hope you'll give me a chance.
In a few days, however, his fears were removed and he found, to his great satisfaction, that the youth had not been attacked by the plague, but was only suffering from a slight fever, which quickly yielded to the remedies applied. About the same time, too, he lost his porter, Dallison.
A silence followed. She had on the old brown skirt and knitted jersey, the old blue-green tam-o'-shanter cap, and there were marks of weariness beneath her eyes. At last Hilary remarked: "How are you getting on?" The little model looked at her feet. "Pretty well, thank you, Mr. Dallison." "I came to see you yesterday."
Hilary turned to the little model. "It was a little dog. The man kicked it, and Mr. Stone hit him. He broke his stick. There were several men; they threatened us." She looked up at Hilary. "I-I was frightened. Oh! Mr. Dallison, isn't he funny?" "All heroes are funny," murmured Hilary. "He wanted to hit them again, after his stick was broken. Then a policeman came, and they all ran away."
During her progress to the door she gave one look behind. Hilary was standing by the bust of Socrates. Her heart smote her to leave him thus embarrassed. But again the vision of Bianca fugitive in her own house, and with something tragic in her mocking immobility came to her, and she hastened away. A voice said: "How are you, Mrs. Dallison? Your sister at home?" Cecilia saw before her Mr.
"In consequence of this," added Dallison, "several houses have been broken open; and though the watch had been trebled, still they cannot be in all places at once; and strong as the force is, it is not adequate to the present emergency.
Making the best of his way to Wood-street, he entered the hutch, and placing a little straw in one corner for Bell, threw himself on a bench and dropped asleep. At six o'clock he was awakened by the barking of the dog, and opening the door beheld Dallison. The grocer was at the window above, and about to let down a basket of provisions to them. To Leonard's eager inquiries after Amabel, Mr.
That man is dangerous. A spasm gripped her heart, usually so warm and snug; vague feelings she had already entertained presented themselves now with startling force; she seemed to see the face of sordid life staring at the family of Dallison. Mrs. Hughs' voice, which did not dare to break, resumed: "I've said to him: 'Whatever are you thinking of? And after Mrs. Hilary's been so kind to me!
Dallison, am I to get more than one set of underthings?" "Three-three," muttered Hilary; and suddenly he saw that they were on the threshold of that sanctuary. "Buy them," he said, "and bring me the bill." He waited close beside a man with a pink face, a moustache, and an almost perfect figure, who was standing very still, dressed from head to foot in blue-and-white stripes.
Dallison, he added in a loud whisper: "Execution of the Shoreditch murderer!" Cecilia felt suddenly as though the world were listening to her conversation with these two rather seedy persons. "I don't really know what I can do for you, Mrs. Hughs. I'll speak to Mr. Dallison, and to Mr. Hilary too." "Yes, ma'am; thank you, ma'am."
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