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Great was her curiosity regarding the disguised Mr. Warburton, with whom, after a significant coldness, she gradually resumed her old chatty relations. At length, one day in autumn, Bertha announced to her that she could throw more light on the Jollyman mystery; she had learnt the full explanation of Mr. Warburton's singular proceedings. "From those people, I suppose?" said Mrs.
Jollyman; he knows how to behave; I really almost felt as if I was talking to some one of our own class. Without his apron, he must be a thorough gentleman." Bertha could not restrain a laugh. "How thoughtless of him to wear an apron at all!" she exclaimed merrily. "Couldn't one suggest to him discreetly, that but for the apron " "Don't be ridiculous, Bertha!" interrupted her mother.
Gilpin said to me yesterday 'What's come to Mr. Jollyman? she says. 'He hasn't a civil word for me! she says. Of course, I made out as you'd been suffering from a bad 'eadache, and I shouldn't wonder if that's the truth, sir." Warburton set his teeth and said nothing. "You wouldn't like to take just a little 'oliday, sir?" returned Allchin. "This next week, I could manage well enough.
Allchin guffawed, and at once looked ashamed of himself. "I quarrel," he added, "with people as are insulting, or as try to best me. It goes against my nature, sir, to be insulted and to be bested." They talked about the details of the business, and presently Allchin asked what name was to be put up over the shop. "I've thought of that," answered Will. "What do you say to Jollyman?"
"Let me get it for you," cried Warburton. "Nothing easier. I noticed the kettle by the kitchen fire." "Oh, I cannot allow, you, Mr. Jollyman you are too kind I feel so ashamed " But Will was already in the kitchen, where he bestirred himself so effectually that in a few minutes the kettle had begun to sing.
Jollyman save bareheaded and aproned, she was struck with the change in his aspect when thus equipped for going abroad. Immediately Mr. Jollyman doffed his hat and stepped behind the counter. "Please don't let me keep you," said Bertha, with a glance towards Allchin, who was making parcels at the back of the shop. "I only want some some matches, and one or two trifling things."
Allchin, a discreetly conversational young woman, remarked on the continued beauty of the weather, and added a hope that Mr. Jollyman would not feel obliged to remain in the shop this evening. "No, no, it's your husband's turn," Will replied good-naturedly. "He wants a holiday more than I do." "Allchin want a 'oliday, sir!" exclaimed the woman.
He and his wife felt a reasonable gratitude to the founder of their prosperity whom, by the bye, they invariably spoke of as "Mr. Jollyman" and did their best to smooth for him the unfamiliar path he was treading.
From the station he drove to his shop. Allchin, engaged in serving a lady, forgot himself at the sight of Mr. Jollyman, and gave a shout of welcome. All was right, nothing troublesome had happened; trade better than usual at this time of year. "He'll have to put up the shutters," said Allchin confidentially, with a nod in the direction of the rival grocer.
Cross thank you, Mrs. Cross' and once, when I protested against an overcharge, he cried out, 'Oh, my dear Mrs. Cross! The insolence of that man! Now, Mr. Jollyman " It was not long before Bertha had an opportunity of seeing this remarkable shopkeeper, and for once she was able to agree with her mother. Mr.
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