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Mary Field, Lamb's grandmother, was Mary Bruton, whose sister married, as he says, a Gladman, and was the great-aunt mentioned. The present occupier of the farm is neither Gladman nor Bruton; but both names are still to be found in the county. A Miss Sarah Bruton, a direct descendant of Lamb's great-aunt, was living at Wheathampstead in 1902.
"Clodd's a good sort a good sort," said Peter Hope, who, having in his time lived much alone, had fallen into the habit of speaking his thoughts aloud; "but he's not the man to waste his time. I wonder." With the winter Clodd's Lunatic fell ill. Clodd bustled round to Chancery Lane. "To tell you the truth," confessed Mr. Gladman, "we never thought he would live so long as he has."
You think we are going to sit still for you to rob us! That will " Mr. Gladman pointed a lank forefinger dramatically towards the table. "You mean to dispute it?" inquired Mr. Clodd. For a moment Mr. Gladman stood aghast at the other's coolness, but soon found his voice again. "Dispute it!" he shrieked.
We determined to cross the land to Terror Bay, and from there send down to Gladman Point, or that vicinity, all that the dogs and men could carry, while Lieutenant Schwatka and I waited for their return, and in the meantime searched the coast back from Terror Bay to the inlet near Point Little.
Friday's ceremony was not a sociable affair. Mrs. Gladman spoke occasionally in a shrill whisper to Mr. Gladman, who replied with grunts. Both employed the remainder of their time in scowling at Clodd. Mr. Pincer, a stout, heavy gentleman connected with the House of Commons, maintained a ministerial reserve. The undertaker's foreman expressed himself as thankful when it was over.
"And there is Mrs Gladman," continued Ruth. "Yes, but she's another exception." "And Mrs Robbie." "Why, Ruth, what's the use of picking out all the exceptions to prove your point? Of course the exception proves the rule at least so the proverb says but a great many exceptions prove nothing that I know of, except that is but what's the use of arguing, child, you'll never be convinced.
The clerk had one a little stronger, Mrs. Gladman, dispensing with consultation, declined shrilly for self and partner. Clodd, explaining that he always followed legal precedent, mixed himself one also and drank "To our next happy meeting." Then the clerk read. It was a short and simple will, dated the previous August.
Postwhistle, "and possibly also 'e may take it into what 'e calls is 'ead to be a tiger or a bull, and then perhaps before 'e's through with it I'll be beyond the reach of remedies." "Leave it to me," said Mr. Clodd, rising and searching for his hat. "I know old Gladman; I'll have a talk with him." "You might get a look at that letter if you can," suggested Mrs.
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