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Pullet, by an unaccountable lapse of memory, had forgotten it, and hastened out, with a stricken conscience, to remedy the omission. "They'll bring it upstairs, sister," said Mrs. Tulliver, wishing to go at once, lest Mrs. Glegg should begin to explain her feelings about Sophy's being the first Dodson who ever ruined her constitution with doctor's stuff. Mrs.
Tom, meanwhile, had shown no disposition to rely on any one but himself, though, with a natural sensitiveness toward all indications of favorable opinion, he was glad to see his uncle Glegg look in on him sometimes in a friendly way during business hours, and glad to be invited to dine at his house, though he usually preferred declining on the ground that he was not sure of being punctual.
"You've got a bond for it, I reckon," he said; "and you've had your five per cent, kin or no kin." "Sister," said Mrs. Tulliver, pleadingly, "drink your wine, and let me give you some almonds and raisins." "Bessy, I'm sorry for you," said Mrs. Glegg, very much with the feeling of a cur that seizes the opportunity of diverting his bark toward the man who carries no stick.
"But then, you know, it's an investment; Tom's eddication 'ull be so much capital to him." "Ay, there's something in that," said Mr. Glegg. "Well well, neighbor Tulliver, you may be right, you may be right: 'When land is gone and money's spent, Then learning is most excellent. "I remember seeing those two lines wrote on a window at Buxton.
Later in the day Major Glegg, Brock's faithful aide the brave Macdonell, in extreme agony, lay dying of his wounds hastened to the spot, and finding the body of his lamented friend undisturbed, conveyed it to Niagara, "where it was bedewed by weeping friends whose hearts were agonized with bitterest sorrow."
The aide, in his haste, had left his sword behind him, and borrowed a less modern sabre from Jarvis, who continued his mad gallop towards Fort George, little thinking he had seen the last of his gallant General and the dashing aide, meeting, a few minutes later, Major Glegg, also riding post haste to overtake the General.
And I hope you're good children, are you?" said Aunt Glegg, in the same loud, emphatic way, as she took their hands, hurting them with her large rings, and kissing their cheeks much against their desire. "Look up, Tom, look up. Boys as go to boarding-schools should hold their heads up. Look at me now." Tom declined that pleasure apparently, for he tried to draw his hand away.
And he has had some experience in sending goods out, a small part of a cargo as a private speculation; and he thinks if I could begin to do a little in the same way, I might make some money. A large interest is got in that way." "Large int'rest?" said aunt Glegg, with eagerness; "and what do you call large int'rest?" "Ten or twelve per cent, Bob says, after expenses are paid."
And Maggie always looked twice as dark as usual when she was by the side of Lucy. She did to-day, when she and Tom came in from the garden with their father and their uncle Glegg. Maggie had thrown her bonnet off very carelessly, and coming in with her hair rough as well as out of curl, rushed at once to Lucy, who was standing by her mother's knee.
Deane, rather loftily; "we can do with extra things in our house." "Best things!" exclaimed Mrs. Glegg, with severity, which had gathered intensity from her long silence. "It drives me past patience to hear you all talking o' best things, and buying in this, that, and the other, such as silver and chany.
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