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He kept up a perpetual flow of chatter which, as he never stopped for an answer, permitted Paul to indulge his own thoughts unrestrained. "Are you going to put your threepenny-bit in?" said Jolland; "I won't if you don't. Sometimes, you know, when the plate comes round, old Grim squints down the pews to see we don't shirk. Then I put in sixpence. Have you done your hymn? I do hate a hymn.
A sporting vid vorts a 'galembour' a Gott pless me, vat you call a 'pon." "Like the one you made when you were a young man?" Jolland called out from the lower end of the table. "Yes; tell us the one you made when you were a young man," the class entreated, with flattering eagerness. Herr Stohwasser began to laugh with slow, deep satisfaction; the satisfaction of a successful achievement.
"Oh, I didn't know," said Jolland, mollified; "if it's only physic you want." "Whatever it is," said Paul, not caring to undeceive him, "it won't affect you or anyone here, but myself. You're not a bad young fellow, I believe. I don't want to get you into trouble, sir; you don't want much assistance, I'm afraid, in that department. So be off, like a good fellow, and leave me in peace."
And oh, Dick, suppose Connie Davenant's people have changed their pew that'll be a sell for you rather, won't it?" "I don't understand you," said Mr. Bultitude stiffly; "and, if you don't object, I prefer not to be called upon to talk just now." "Oh, all right!" said Jolland, "there aren't so many fellows who will talk to you; but just as you please I don't want to talk."
Good-bye, my boy, and here's something to put in your pocket, and another for Jolland; but he need not know it comes from me." And when Dick opened his hand afterwards, he found two half-sovereigns in it.
"You told him you never gave her any encouragement, didn't you? And he said if he ever found you had, nothing could save you from a licking, didn't he?" "He did," said Paul, "he was quite right from his point of view what then?" "Why, this," said Chawner: "Do you remember giving Jolland, the last Sunday of last term, a note for that very girl?" "I never did!" said poor Mr.
They brought little offerings to propitiate him and prove the depth of their unaltered regard pencil-cases and pocket-knives, and so forth, until they drove Paul nearly to desperation. However, he succeeded in dispelling their fears after some hot arguments, and had just sent away the last suppliant, when he saw Jolland too rise and come towards him.
And so the pair walked on in silence; Jolland with his nose in the air, determined that after this he really must cut his former friend as the other fellows had done, since his devotion was appreciated so little, and Paul watching the ascending double line of tall chimney-pot hats as they surged before him in regular movement, and feeling a dull wonder at finding himself setting out to church in such ill-assorted company.
Bultitude, "I never saw the wretched girl before." "Ah!" said Chawner, "but I've got the note in my pocket! Jolland was seedy and asked me to take it for you, and I read it, and it was so nicely written that I thought I should like to keep it myself, and so I did and here it is!" And he drew out with great caution a piece of crumpled paper and showed it to the horrified old gentleman.
They happened to have a particularly unpopular pudding that day; a pallid preparation of suet, with an infrequent currant or two embalmed in it, and Paul was staring at his portion of this delicacy disconsolately enough, wondering how he should contrive to consume and, worse still, digest it, when his attention was caught by Jolland, who sat directly opposite him.
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