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Here's this Miss Burrage, take no more notice of her, sister; she's an impostor; who do you think she turns out to be? Daughter to a drysalter, niece to a cheesemonger! Only conceive!-a person that has been going about with me every where! What will the world say?" "That it is very imprudent to have unknown friends, my dear," replied Lady Frances.
'What has his history been, this gentleman's Mr. Fulton, I think you called him? 'He was a drysalter in the City, sir, and across Merton's mind flitted a vision of a dark shop with Finnan haddocks, bacon, and tongues in the window, and smelling terribly of cheese.
'Oh, a drysalter? he said, not daring to display ignorance by asking questions to corroborate his theory of the drysalting business. 'A drysalter, sir, and isinglass importer. Merton was conscious of vagueness as to isinglass, and was distantly reminded of a celebrated racehorse. However, it was clear that Mr. Fulton was a retired tradesman of some kind. And it ought to come to my children.
'My dinner will be ruined! It is the last she shall touch in this house. Out she packs pack her things, Mary; no, don't do what you can in the kitchen. I must find a cook. Her cat! and with language unworthy of a drysalter Mr.
Osborne's death had subsided, Emmy found herself in the centre of a very genteel circle indeed, the members of which could not conceive that anybody belonging to it was not very lucky. There was scarce one of the ladies that hadn't a relation a Peer, though the husband might be a drysalter in the City. Some of the ladies were very blue and well informed, reading Mrs.
Well, ma'am, there always were scapegoats, and always will be; we find it comes round pretty square in the end. 'And I may be the scapegoat, Emmy! It is perfectly possible. The grocer, the pork-butcher, drysalter, stationer, tea-merchant, et caetera they sit on me. I have studied the faces of the juries, and Mr. Braddock tells me of their composition.
Well, ma'am, there always were scapegoats, and always will be; we find it comes round pretty square in the end. 'And I may be the scapegoat, Emmy! It is perfectly possible. The grocer, the pork-butcher, drysalter, stationer, tea-merchant, et caetera they sit on me. I have studied the faces of the juries, and Mr. Braddock tells me of their composition.
I am neither a felonious drysalter returned from exile, an hospital stump-turner, a decayed staymaker, a bankrupt printer, or insolvent debtor, released by act of parliament.
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