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"Well, I just reminded him as how there was five hundred pounds going a-begging from Mr. Camperdown." "And what did he say to that, Mr. Bunfit?" "Well, he said a good deal. He's a sharp little fellow, is Billy, as has read a deal. You've heard of 'Umpty Dumpty, Gager? 'Umpty Dumpty was a hegg." "All right." "As had a fall, and was smashed, and there's a little poem about him." "I know."
He found himself saying: "You ought to be a little sister to the poor. I guess we'll keep Gager for a while. He doesn't smoke cigarettes all day and try to lie about it. How did you like those books?" he added, boyishly. Mary laid a finger on her lips. "Sh-h-h. It's business. But I did like them so would you." "I'd read them if I had an easy-chair and some homemade bread and tea.
"I am always amused when I hear him talk to anyone of me. It is nice, though, to have someone think of you in that way. He is wholly sincere. He really believes I'm the brightest and most attractive girl at Exeter. "Mrs. Gager used to drink occasionally.
You've been took in, that's what you have." "That I have, Mr. Gager," said Patience, wiping her eyes. "You've been took in, and you must be forgiven." "I didn't get not nothing out of the necklace; and as for the other things, they've frighted me so, that I let 'em all go for just what I tell you. And as for Mr. Smiler, I never didn't care for him; that I didn't.
It's my belief he'll never show himself at Ramsgate again." "But, Mr. Gager " "Well, my dear?" "You aren't a perjuring of yourself?" "What; about making you my wife? That I ain't. I'm upright, and always was. There's no mistake about me when you've got my word. As soon as this work is off my mind, you shall be Mrs. Gager, my dear. And you'll be all right.
Gager was dressed in his ordinary plain clothes, and though the policeman's calling might not be so manifestly declared by his appearance at Ramsgate as it was in Scotland Yard, still, let a hint in that direction have ever been given, and the ordinary citizens of Ramsgate would at once be convinced that the man was what he was.
Carbuncle, having secured her own privacy, expressed her opinion that Mr. Bunfit should be allowed to do as he desired. Bunfit and Gager As soon as the words were out of Mrs. Carbuncle's mouth, those ill-natured words in which she expressed her assent to Mr.
Sometimes they were honest and sometimes not. Mrs. Gager took charge of me. She was a very clean old German woman and not afraid of work, but was not refined. She couldn't even read. I am not complaining, for she was as good to me as she knew how to be. Nothing that I wanted was too much trouble. She was really my slave, and made every one around the house step when I spoke.
Lizzie didn't speak, but still hung on to Mrs. Carbuncle's arm, and Lucinda, having seen how it was, was also supporting her. A policeman stepped forward and touched his hat. He was not Bunfit; neither was he Gager. Indeed, though the ladies had not perceived the difference, he was not at all like Bunfit or Gager.
It was whole, and the motives as well as the operations of the persons concerned were explained by it. But the Gager theory only went to show what had not been done, and offered no explanation of the accomplished scheme. Then Bunfit went a little further in his theory, not disdaining to accept something from Gager.
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