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With that observation the Bloater and Little Jim went away to search for and appropriate some convenient place of repose for the night. Seated by the fire-side of Joe Dashwood's new abode for the old one, although not quite "burnt out," was uninhabitable Bob Clazie chatted and smoked his pipe contentedly.
Dashwood's spirit overcame the wish of society for her children; and she was resolute in declining to visit any family beyond the distance of a walk. There were but few who could be so classed; and it was not all of them that were attainable.
"And Sir John too," cried the elder sister, "what a charming man he is!" Here too, Miss Dashwood's commendation, being only simple and just, came in without any eclat. She merely observed that he was perfectly good humoured and friendly. "And what a charming little family they have! I never saw such fine children in my life.
"He hasn't an idea not one you'd willingly tell of him, though he's rather useful for the stables. We've got stables now or we try to look as if we had: Dashwood's ideas are de cette force. In ten days I shall have more time." "The Comic Muse? Never, never," Peter protested. "You're not to go smirking through the age and down to posterity I'd rather see you as Medusa crowned with serpents.
"Out o' the way!" cried Ned Crashington to two boys who appeared to be rather curious about the operations of the firemen. "I say," exclaimed the Bloater in great excitement, "why that's the 'ouse w'ere Martha lives!" "Who's Martha?" asked Ned, without interrupting his operation of screwing on an additional length of hose. "W'y, the friend o' Joe Dashwood's wife Martha Martha Reading, you know."
Dashwood's sisters, she immediately concluded them to be staying in Harley Street; and this misconstruction produced within a day or two afterwards, cards of invitation for them as well as for their brother and sister, to a small musical party at her house. The consequence of which was, that Mrs.
"And Sir John too," cried the elder sister, "what a charming man he is!" Here too, Miss Dashwood's commendation, being only simple and just, came in without any éclat. She merely observed that he was perfectly good humoured and friendly. "And what a charming little family they have! I never saw such fine children in my life.
One morning, after Miss Dashwood's patience had been more than usually tried, she sent for Miriam, and kindly but firmly told her that she was unsuitable for a hospital and must prepare to leave. She was not taken by surprise; she had said the same thing to herself a dozen times before; but when it was made certain to her by another person, it sounded differently.
Most of the inhabitants escaped by the chief staircase before it became impassable, and one or two leaped from the lower windows. It chanced that Joe Dashwood's engine was nearest to this house at the time, and was run up to it. "Now then, lads, look alive," said Joe, as the men affixed the hose and suction-pipe.
One evening in particular, about a week after Colonel Brandon left the country, his heart seemed more than usually open to every feeling of attachment to the objects around him; and on Mrs. Dashwood's happening to mention her design of improving the cottage in the spring, he warmly opposed every alteration of a place which affection had established as perfect with him.
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