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"Miss Hackbutt," he said, slowly. "I saw her the other day, and what he can see in her I can't think." "Miss Hackbutt?" repeated the widow in a smothered voice. "Miss " She got up and began to pace the room again. "He must be blind," said Mr. Tucker, positively. Mrs. Bowman stopped suddenly and stood regarding him. There was a light in her eye which made him feel anything but comfortable.
There is his daughter as well as his sister." "Yes, indeed," said Mrs. Sprague. "Nobody supposes that Mr. Lydgate can go on holding up his head in Middlemarch, things look so black about the thousand pounds he took just at that man's death. It really makes one shudder." "Pride must have a fall," said Mrs. Hackbutt. "I am not so sorry for Rosamond Vincy that was as I am for her aunt," said Mrs.
"And a good wife poor Harriet has been," said Mrs. Plymdale. "She thinks her husband the first of men. It's true he has never denied her anything." "Well, we shall see what she will do," said Mrs. Hackbutt. "I suppose she knows nothing yet, poor creature. I do hope and trust I shall not see her, for I should be frightened to death lest I should say anything about her husband.
Hackbutt, with a disinterested desire to offer his lights. "How does the law stand, eh, Hawley?" "Nothing to be done there," said Mr. Hawley. "I looked into it for Sprague. You'd only break your nose against a damned judge's decision." "Pooh! no need of law," said Mr. Toller. "So far as practice is concerned the attempt is an absurdity.
She began to have an agitating certainty that the misfortune was something more than the mere loss of money, being keenly sensitive to the fact that Selina now, just as Mrs. Hackbutt had done before, avoided noticing what she said about her husband, as they would have avoided noticing a personal blemish. She said good-by with nervous haste, and told the coachman to drive to Mr. Vincy's warehouse.
Hackbutt hadn't hinted it, that I was a Servile Crawler." "I disclaim any personalities. I expressly said, if I may be allowed to repeat, or even to conclude what I was about to say " "Ah, here's Minchin!" said Mr. Frank Hawley; at which everybody turned away from Mr. Hackbutt, leaving him to feel the uselessness of superior gifts in Middlemarch.
Mr. Hackbutt, whose fluent speech was at that time floating more widely than usual, and leaving much uncertainty as to its ultimate channel, was heard to say in Mr. Hawley's office that the article in question "emanated" from Brooke of Tipton, and that Brooke had secretly bought the "Pioneer" some months ago. "That means mischief, eh?" said Mr. Hawley.
Hackbutt, "and I am entirely of your opinion. I shall take an opportunity of expressing myself to that effect. A medical man should be responsible for the quality of the drugs consumed by his patients. That is the rationale of the system of charging which has hitherto obtained; and nothing is more offensive than this ostentation of reform, where there is no real amelioration."
"She wears very neat patterns always," said Mrs. Plymdale, a little stung. "And that feather I know she got dyed a pale lavender on purpose to be consistent. I must say it of Harriet that she wishes to do right." "As to her knowing what has happened, it can't be kept from her long," said Mrs. Hackbutt. "The Vincys know, for Mr. Vincy was at the meeting. It will he a great blow to him.
Hackbutt, foreseeing some political disagreement with his family lawyer. "I myself should never favor immoderate views in fact I take my stand with Huskisson but I cannot blind myself to the consideration that the non-representation of large towns " "Large towns be damned!" said Mr. Hawley, impatient of exposition. "I know a little too much about Middlemarch elections.
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