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She had temporised with Mrs. Sowler, being afraid to set such a person openly at defiance; and had hurried away at once, to have an explanation with Jervy. He was reported to be "not at home." Her fruitless visit to Regina had followed and there, so far as facts were concerned, was an end of the story. Amelius asked her no questions, and spoke as briefly as possible when she had done.
In the second place, just look at yourself in the glass there. Do you think the servants will let you in, when you knock at Farnaby's door? You want a clever fellow to help you or you'll never recover that debt." Mrs. She came to the point at once. "How much do you want?" she asked. "Nothing," Jervy answered; "I don't look to you to pay my commission." Mrs.
In ninety-nine cases out of a hundred, a man who took Rufus for his counsellor was a man who acted wisely in every sense of the word. Events, however, of which Amelius and his friend were both ignorant alike, had so ordered it, that the American's well-meant advice, in this one exceptional case, was the very worst advice that could have been given. In an hour more, Jervy and Mrs.
"A nice-looking fellow," said the fiery-faced woman, "I should like to kiss him." "He's too civil by half," grumbled Mrs. Sowler; "I wish I had my sixpence back in my pocket." "Give him time." whispered Jervy, "and he'll warm up. I say, Phoebe, he doesn't begin like a man who is going to break down. I don't expect there will be much to laugh at to-night." "What an admirable speaker!" said Mrs.
"Your politics are in your girl's pocket," muttered Mrs. Sowler. "How long will her money last?" Jervy turned a deaf ear to the interruption. "And what has brought you here?" he went on, in his most ingratiating way. "Did you see the advertisement in the papers?" Mrs. Sowler answered loud enough to be heard above the hum of talking in the sixpenny places.
After a moment or two, an idea came to him. "The tombstone will tell me!" he exclaimed, speaking to himself. He turned to Phoebe, before she could express her surprise, and asked if she knew where Mr. Ronald was buried. "Yes," said Phoebe, "I've heard that. In Highgate cemetery. But why do you want to know?" Jervy looked at his watch. "It's getting late," he said; "I'll see you safe home."
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