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"Of course, not for my own use, ma'am; nor for the use of my family, for I have no family; and if I had, that would be an unnecessarily large supply. The fact is, Mrs Grumbit, I am a merchant and I send very large supplies of home-made articles to foreign lands, and two thousand pairs of socks are a mere driblet.
I'm sorry to put you to the trouble, but of course I pay extra for fancy-work. Will six shillings a pair do for these?" "My dear sir," said Mrs. Grumbit, "it is no additional " "Well, well, never mind," said Mr. Jollyboy. "Two thousand pairs, remember, as soon as possible, close knitted, plain stitch, rather coarse worsted; and don't forget the hitch, Mrs. Grumbit, don't forget the hitch."
Before they separated, however, it was arranged that Martin should pay the sailor's ship a visit, when he would hear a good deal more about foreign lands; and that, in the meantime, he should make another attempt to induce Aunt Dorothy Grumbit to give her consent to his going to sea.
The happiest hour of all the twenty-four to Martin Rattler was the hour of seven in the evening; for then it was that he found himself seated before the blazing fire in the parlour of the Old Hulk, to which Aunt Dorothy Grumbit had consented to be removed, and in which she was now a fixture. Then it was that old Mr.
"Four thousand pair of socks," he murmured, pulling down his spectacles and consulting the open letter for the tenth time: "four thousand pair of socks, with the hitch, same as last bale, but a very little coarser in material." "Four thousand pair! and who's to make them, I wonder. If poor Mrs Dorothy Grumbit were here ah! well, she's gone, so it can't be helped.
Sylvester seemed to think her argument that sugar-tongs could be so pretty "Queen Anne, you know" entirely unanswerable. It was not until Mrs. Grumbit broke in upon the cosy little party to announce that the ladies' carriage was at the door that Rainham remembered the real object of his expedition.
But in geography he was perfect; and in arithmetic and book-keeping he was quite a proficient, to the delight of Mrs Dorothy Grumbit whose household books he summed up; and to the satisfaction of his fast friend, Mr Arthur Jollyboy, whose ledgers he was in that old gentleman's secret resolves destined to keep. Martin was now fourteen, broad and strong, and tall for his age.
Grumbit?" "Oh, she's our housekeeper the lady who dusts the studio, you know, and gives the models tea and good advice. She's very particular as to the models: she won't let us paint from any who don't come up to her standard of propriety. And the worst of it is that the properest girls are always the ugliest. I don't know "
Dorothy Grumbit, whose household books he summed up; and to the satisfaction of his fast friend, Mr. Arthur Jollyboy, whose ledgers he was in that old gentleman's secret resolves destined to keep. Martin was now fourteen, broad and strong, and tall for his age. He was the idol of the school, dashing, daring, reckless, and good-natured.
"Four thousand pair of socks," he murmured, pulling down his spectacles and consulting the open letter for the tenth time; "four thousand pair of socks, with the hitch, same as last bale, but a very little coarser in material." "Four thousand pair! and who's to make them, I wonder. If poor Mrs. Dorothy Grumbit were here ah! well, she's gone, so it can't be helped.
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