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'Yes, ma'am, replied Kate, not daring to look up; for she felt that the eyes of the odious man in the dressing-gown were directed towards her. 'Like a demd native? asked the husband. Miss Nickleby offered no reply to this inquiry, but turned her back upon the questioner, as if addressing herself to make answer to what his wife might demand.
"Will she call me, Sir!" cried Hugh, "me who doat upon her with the demdest ardour! She, who coils her fascination round me like a pure and angelic rattlesnake! It will be all up with my feelings; she will throw me into a demd state." "Hugh," said Kate, "it is far too serious a matter for nonsense. I consider it was not only unkind but unmanly."
Let us hear if there's anything the matter, returned her brother. 'Hush! 'You nasty, idle, vicious, good-for-nothing brute, cried the woman, stamping on the ground, 'why don't you turn the mangle? 'So I am, my life and soul! replied the man's voice. 'I am always turning. I am perpetually turning, like a demd old horse in a demnition mill. My life is one demd horrid grind!
Life is all, as Mantalini said, one 'demd horrid grind. 'Nothing here but working and going to church, said the German emigrants, and they were about right. A French traveler, in the year 1837, says that attending the Thursday-evening lectures and church prayer-meetings was the only recreation of the young people of Boston; and we can remember the time when this really was no exaggeration.
Bradshaw a widow, fat, fair, and forty had considerable capital invested in his business; and I was paying my addresses to her, deeming my birth and education a sufficient counterpoise to her wealth. I'd have married her too, begad I would! At this time, Wilcox was establishing gelatine works; and he had the demd effron" "What's gelatine?" demanded Mosey.
'Oh you false traitor! cried the lady, threatening personal violence on Mr Mantalini's face. 'False! Oh dem! Now my soul, my gentle, captivating, bewitching, and most demnebly enslaving chick-a-biddy, be calm, said Mr Mantalini, humbly. 'I won't! screamed the woman. 'I'll tear your eyes out! 'Oh! What a demd savage lamb! cried Mr Mantalini.
'Have I cut my heart into a demd extraordinary number of little pieces, and given them all away, one after another, to the same little engrossing demnition captivater, and can I live to be suspected by her? Demmit, no I can't. 'Ask Mr Nickleby whether the sum I have mentioned is not a proper one, reasoned Madame Mantalini.
How do you account for such a man being reduced to solicit the demd pannikin of flour?" "You can git a drink o' good water in ole Vic., anyhow," sneered Mosey, with the usual flowers of speech. "An' that's about all you can git," muttered Cooper, faithfully following the same ornate style of diction.
'If you will be odiously, demnebly, outrIgeously jealous, my soul, said Mr Mantalini, 'you will be very miserable horrid miserable demnition miserable. And then, there was a sound as though Mr Mantalini were sipping his coffee. 'I AM miserable, returned Madame Mantalini, evidently pouting. 'Then you are an ungrateful, unworthy, demd unthankful little fairy, said Mr Mantalini.
'You really must see to that man, said Madame, turning to her husband. 'He forgets everything. 'I will twist his demd nose off his countenance for leaving such a very pretty creature all alone by herself, said her husband. 'Mantalini, cried Madame, 'you forget yourself.
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