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His apprehension that everything in his house would very soon follow my lead instead of his, gave him that peculiar aggressiveness with which a man who believes himself neglected interpolates himself like an extinguisher into every conversation carried on in his presence.
"Aunt Vera can make nosegays of berries boofully, grandma," interpolates Tommy, earnestly; "can't she, Minnie?" "Yes, she do," assented the smaller child, with emphasis. "I wasn't speaking to you, Tom; little boys should be " "Heard and not seen," puts in Tommy, rapidly; "you always say that, grandma." Vera laughs softly. Mrs. Daintree goes on with her lecture.
"Put into a small preserving pan three ounces of fresh butter, and, as soon as it is just melted, add one pound of brown sugar of moderate quality " "Not moderate; the browner the better," interpolates Algy. "Cannot say I agree with you. I hate brown sugar filthy stuff!" says Bobby, contradictiously.
They are positively brimming over with grace, sweetness, irony and love. He occasionally, and of set design, interpolates among these smooth and easy-flowing verses others cast in a more rugged mould, and here again he is like Catullus and Calvus. A little while ago he read me some letters which he declared had been written by his wife.
"I am indeed of your opinion-of your way of thinking, most certainly," interpolates Madame Montford, a shadow of melancholy darkening her countenance. "At length, he went at it, and repeated over an infinite quantity of names. It was wonderful to see how he could keep them all in his head. 'Well, now, says he, turning to me with an inoffensive laugh, 'she ben't dead. You may bet on that.
'It is sometimes a consequence of our national self-conceit, sometimes of want of thought, that no consideration is shown to the characteristic native way of regarding things. But Christianity is a universal religion, and assimilates and interpolates into its system all that is capable of regeneration and sanctification anywhere.
EDGEWORTHSTOWN, Nov. 1810. We are to set out for Dublin on the 13th, to hear Davy's Lectures. Lord Fingal was so kind as to come here yesterday with Lady Teresa Dease, and he told me that my uncle is gone to Dublin. Tell me everything about it clearly. Honora, Fanny, and William go with us. Mrs. Edgeworth interpolates: We spent a few weeks in Dublin.
I love her still-yes, I love her still!" and he shakes his head, as his bleared eyes fill with tears. "She is my mother," he interpolates, and again gives vent to his frenzy: "fellows! bring me brandy-whiskey-rum-anything to quench this flame that burns me up. Bring it, and when I'm free of this place of torment, I will stand enough for you all to swim in." "Shut your whiskey-pipe.
We have a home for you, a snug little place at the house of old McArthur " "Old McArthur," interpolates Tom, smiling, "I'm not a curiosity." George Mullholland says he may make love to Maria, that she will once more be a sister.
Glentworthy seems in a declining mood everything you look at seems in a declining mood. "As if I hadn't enough to do, gettin' off this dead cribber!" interpolates Mr. Glentworthy, withdrawing his wicked face, and taking himself back into a room on the left. "He's not so bad a man, only it doesn't come out at first," pursues Mr. Saddlerock, continuing to rub his head, and to fuss round on his toes.
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