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Bazzard merely said: 'I follow you, sir, and I thank you. 'I am going, said Mr. Grewgious, jingling his glass on the table with one hand, and bending aside under cover of the other, to whisper to Edwin, 'to drink to my ward. But I put Bazzard first. He mightn't like it else. This was said with a mysterious wink; or what would have been a wink, if, in Mr.
'And how is your charge getting on over the way in the set that I had the pleasure of recommending to you as vacant and eligible? Mr. Crisparkle replied suitably. 'I am glad you approve of them, said Mr. Grewgious, 'because I entertain a sort of fancy for having him under my eye. As Mr.
Grewgious again. 'You must take some wine, sir, said Mrs. Tope, 'and the jelly that I had ready for you, and that you wouldn't put your lips to at noon, though I warned you what would come of it, you know, and you not breakfasted; and you must have a wing of the roast fowl that has been put back twenty times if it's been put back once.
Some trouble was in the young man's face, and some indecision was in the action of his hand, as Mr. Grewgious, looking steadfastly at him, gave him the ring. 'Your placing it on her finger, said Mr. Grewgious, 'will be the solemn seal upon your strict fidelity to the living and the dead. You are going to her, to make the last irrevocable preparations for your marriage. Take it with you.
Crisparkle here, about to return home immediately, will no doubt kindly see Miss Twinkleton, and invite that lady to co-operate in our plan. Mr. Crisparkle, willingly accepting the commission, took his departure; Mr. Grewgious and his ward set forth on their expedition. As Mr.
As there was something mournful in his sigh, Rosa, in touching him with her tea-cup, ventured to touch him with her small hand too. 'Thank you, my dear, said Mr. Grewgious. 'Ahem! Let's talk! 'Do you always live here, sir? asked Rosa. 'Yes, my dear. 'And always alone? 'Always alone; except that I have daily company in a gentleman by the name of Bazzard, my clerk. 'HE doesn't live here?
'After which you took to swimming, you know! said Mr. Tartar. 'God bless my soul! said Mr. Crisparkle. 'Amen! said Mr. Tartar. And then they fell to shaking hands most heartily again. 'Imagine, exclaimed Mr. Crisparkle, with glistening eyes: 'Miss Rosa Bud and Mr. Grewgious, imagine Mr.
Fie for shame, that you are so hard upon us poor maligned disciplinarians of our sex, for your sakes! But as Miss Ferdinand is at present weighed down by an incubus' Miss Twinkleton might have said a pen-and-ink-ubus of writing out Monsieur La Fontaine 'go to her, Rosa my dear, and tell her the penalty is remitted, in deference to the intercession of your guardian, Mr. Grewgious.
But commit myself to a solitary female statement, no, Miss! Nor would you for a moment wish, said Mrs. Billickin, with a strong sense of injury, 'to take that advantage of your sex, if you were not brought to it by inconsiderate example. Rosa reddening as if she had made some most disgraceful attempt to overreach the good lady, besought Mr. Grewgious to rest content with any signature.
You ask me have I, and my open and my honest answer air, I have. The first and second floors is wacant, and sweet rooms. 'Come, come! There's nothing against THEM, said Mr. Grewgious, comforting himself. 'Mr. Grewgious, replied Mrs. Billickin, 'pardon me, there is the stairs. Unless your mind is prepared for the stairs, it will lead to inevitable disappointment. You cannot, Miss, said Mrs.
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