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Cross, in a horrified whisper. "Oh, I daresay you're right. I'm too agitated to notice anything. Oh, Mr. Jollyman! Do, do help me to get the creature out of the house. How shameful that people gave her a good character. But everybody deceives me everybody treats me cruelly, heartlessly. Don't leave me alone with that creature, Mr. Jollyman. Oh, if you knew what I have been through with servants!
Whilst this was being painted up, Allchin stood on the opposite side of the way, watching delightedly. "When I think as the name used to be Boxon," he exclaimed to his employer, "why, I can't believe as any money was ever made here. Boxon! Why, it was enough to drive customers away! If you ever heard a worse name, sir, for a shopkeeper, I should be glad to be told of it. But Jollyman!
Jollyman seemed to share her embarrassment, lowering his voice as if involuntarily, and being careful not to meet her eye.
Just as he went back to the parlour, to ask where tea could be found, the front door opened, and in walked Bertha. "Your daughter is here, Mrs. Cross," said Will, in an undertone, stepping toward the limp and pallid lady. "Bertha," she cried. "Bertha, are you there? Oh, come and thank Mr. Jollyman! If you knew what has happened whilst you were away!"
I am giving one to-day to every customer to celebrate the anniversary of my opening shop." "Thank you very much," said Bertha. And, on an impulse, she added: "I will put it with what I am sending in the box a present for two brothers of mine who are a long way off in Canada." His hands upon the counter, his body bent forward, Mr. Jollyman looked her for a moment in the face.
I should have done the walk to Epsom just as a constitutional, without enjoying it a bit. As it is " It was a week or two after the day in Surrey, that Bertha Cross, needing a small wooden box in which to pack a present for her brothers in British Columbia, bethought herself of Mr. Jollyman. The amiable grocer could probably supply her want, and she went off to the shop.
"But I thought she had been doing very well " "So she had, so she had, Mr. Jollyman except for a few little things though there was always something rather strange about her. It's only today that she broke out. She is mad, I assure you, raving mad!" Another explanation suggested itself to Warburton. "Don't you notice a suspicious odour?" he asked significantly. "You think it's that!" said Mrs.
Some twenty minutes passed, then, just as she opened the door to look about again, a rapid step sounded on the pavement, and there appeared her grocer. "Oh, Mr. Jollyman!" she exclaimed. "What I have just gone through! That girl has gone raving mad she has broken almost everything in the house, and tried to kill me with the poker. Oh, I am so glad you've come!
"I do feel ashamed that he should have had such trouble." "Mr. Jollyman has been very kind indeed," said Bertha, with look and tone of grave sincerity. "I'm sure we cannot thank him enough." Warburton smiled as he met her glance. "I feel rather guilty in the matter," he said, "for it was I who suggested the servant.
As she listened, Bertha wrinkled her forehead, and grew rather absent. She made no remark, until, after a long account of the virtues she had already descried in Martha this was the girl's name Mrs. Cross added that of course she must go at once and thank Mr. Jollyman. "I suppose you still address him by that name?" fell from Bertha. "That name?
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