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Updated: September 14, 2025
Lying between Bedford Row and Lincoln's Inn, it was the usual course of lawyers and lawyers' clerks passing to and fro from the courts. They were not long in seeing that a fresh and beautiful face was behind the counter of the dingy little tobacco-shop. Business increased, and Mrs. Jupe became radiant. "What did I tell ye, my dear?
If I tyke it I want to feel it is syme as my very own and do my dooty by it, pore thing! And if the mother were coming and going I should allwiz feel as she 'ad the first claim." Polly showed no interest in the conversation until Mrs. Jupe asked for the name of her "friend," in lieu of eighty pounds that were to be paid down on delivery of the child.
Jupe came shuffling by on his way from the cornpatch. "Where's dad, Jupe?" asked Jack. "In his labveroratory, ah reckons," answered the old colored man. "Leastways ah ain't obfustucated any obserwations ob him round der contagiois atmosferics." "Come on, Tom," said Jack. "Let's get to dad's workshop as quick as we can."
Sarcenet is Saracen stuff; tabby is named after a street in Baghdād where watered silk was made; Baldacchini are simply "Baldac," i.e., Baghdād, canopies; samite is Shāmī, "Syrian," fabric; the very coat of the Egyptian, the jubba, is preserved in giuppa, jupe. With the loss of her Oriental commerce, which the hostility of the Turks involved, Venice could no longer hold her own.
'Where do the Haggans live, Tommy? 'In Jupe, said the child, again drawing busily. 'You mean Jupiter? 'I don't! said Tommy reproachfully, 'I said Jupe, and I mean Jupe. Perhaps' he conceded, courteously 'I may have got the idea from that other place. But it's quite different. You do believe it's quite different don't you? 'Certainly, said Nelly.
She waited a week longer and then called again, and again, and yet again. But she brought nothing back except her mimicry of the man's manner. She could hit him off to a hair his raucous voice, his guttural utterance, and the shrug of his shoulders that told of the Ghetto. Mrs. Jupe shrieked with laughter. That lady's spirits were going up as Glory's came down.
Now, ez Paul tells it, Ole Jupe, a-settin' up on his golden throne, wuz willin' to tote fair an' let the Greeks an' Trojans fight it out among theirselves, but the women critters, whut had more power than wuz good fur 'em, couldn't keep their hands off.
Sleary's odd philosophies; or at the trials of Sissy Jupe; or lift and tower with indignation, giving ear to Stephen Blackpool and the stainless nobility of his cloyed utterances. The crudeness or the homeliness of the dialectic element does not argue its unfitness in any way. Some readers seem to think so; but they are wrong, and very gravely wrong.
Reluctantly, fearfully, distrustfully, Glory paid her guinea and left her address. "Daddle doo," said the agent. Then she found herself in the street. "Two weeks less for lodgings," she thought, as she returned to the tobacconist's. But Mrs. Jupe seemed entirely satisfied. "What did I tell ye, my dear?
'Tight-Jeff or Slack-Jeff, it don't much signify: it's only tight-rope and slack- rope. You were going to give me a message for Jupe? 'Yes, I was. 'Then, continued Mr. Childers, quickly, 'my opinion is, he will never receive it. Do you know much of him? 'I never saw the man in my life. 'I doubt if you ever will see him now. It's pretty plain to me, he's off.
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