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Have you any fault to find with it? 'Twenty, puppy! the elder man retorted, foaming with rage. And then, 'Have I said enough, or do you want me to say more? he cried. 'Quite enough, Mr. Dunborough answered calmly. He had wreaked the worst of his rage on the unlucky tutor. 'When you are sober I'll talk to you. Mr. Pomeroy with a frightful oath cursed his impudence.
If they had said spinster, of Bridewell, in the county of Middlesex, 'twould have been as true! I know what I know. After that Mr. Thomasson went out of Magdalen, feeling that the world was turning round with him. If Dunborough were capable of such a step as this Dunborough, who had seen life and service, and of whose past he knew a good deal where was he to place dependence?
'That will do, said the tutor. 'I want to hear no gossip, And, hiding his joy, he went off hot-foot to communicate the news to his pupil. But Mr. Dunborough laughed in his face. 'Pooh! he said. 'I know where they are. 'You know? Then where are they? Thomasson asked. 'Ah, my good Tommy, that is telling. 'Well, Mr. Thomasson answered, with an assumption of dignity. 'At any rate they are gone.
'But and with that it flashed on him, and on the servant, and on Mr. Fishwick, who had just jogged up and dismounted, what had happened. The carriage and Julia Julia still in the hands of her captors were gone. And with them was gone Mr. Dunborough!
'Oh, Gadzooks, man, come to the point! cried her ladyship, with one eye on the victuals. 'No, I will not shame her publicly, said Mr. Thomasson, swelling with virtuous self-restraint. 'But if your ladyship would honour me with two words apart? Lady Dunborough rose, muttering impatiently; and Mr.
'Dear or cheap, I'll have her! he answered, inflamed by opposition and the discovery that the tutor had betrayed him. 'I shall go to her now! She is here. 'That is a lie! cried Lady Dunborough. 'Lie number one. 'She is in the house at this moment! he cried obstinately. 'And I shall go to her. 'She is at Bath, said my lady, unmoved. 'Ask Thomasson, if you do not believe me.
And you must allow me to say that I am glad of it for your sake! 'That is as may be, Mr. Dunborough answered. And he took his first airing in a sedan next day. After that he grew so reticent about his affairs, and so truculent when the tutor tried to sound him, that Mr. Thomasson was at his wits' end to discern what was afoot. For some time, however, he got no clue.
On that point he was right; for if there was a person in the world of whom Mr. Thomasson stood in especial awe, it was of Lady Dunborough. My lord, the author of 'Pomaria Britannica' and 'The Elegant Art of Pomiculture as applied to Landscape Gardening, was a quantity he could safely neglect. Beyond his yew-walks and his orchards his lordship was a cipher.
'She is not here, said the tutor with an effort. 'Dunborough, you'll outface the devil when you meet him! my lady added for a closing shot. She knew how to carry the war into the enemy's country. He glared at her, uncertain what to believe. 'I'll see for myself, he said at last; but sullenly, and as if he foresaw a check.
''Tis he's the blackguard, my dear! the honourable Mr. Dunborough answered, panting, but in the best of tempers. 'Bring me a tankard of something; and put that rubbish outside, landlord. He has got no more than he deserved, my dear. Mr. Thomasson uttered a moan, and one of the waiters stooping over him asked him if he could stand.
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