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Moulder bowed his head very solemnly, winked at Snengkeld, and then drank wine with that gentleman. "It's the rule of the room," whispered Mr. Kantwise into Mr. Dockwrath's ear; but Mr. Dockwrath pretended not to hear him, and the matter was allowed to pass by for the time. But Mr. Snengkeld asked him for the honour, as also did Mr. Gape, who sat at Moulder's left hand; and then Mr.
And then there was a lull in the conversation, Mr. Kantwise, who was a very religious gentleman, having closed his eyes, and being occupied with some internal anathema against Mr. Moulder. "Begging your pardon, sir, I think you were talking about one Mr. Mason who lives in these parts," said Dockwrath. "Exactly. Joseph Mason, Esq., of Groby Park," said Mr.
Mason for £12 17s. 6d., that lady being minded to make a costly present to the wife of the curate of Groby. When dinner-time came Mr. Dockwrath found that the party was swelled to the number of eight, five other undoubted commercials having brought themselves to anchor at the Bull Inn during the day. To all of these, Mr. Kantwise introduced him. "Mr. Gape, Mr.
He had known Crump, moreover, for many years, and was aware that it would be a dangerous, and probably an expensive proceeding to thrust out the attorney by violence. "If the other gentlemen are agreeable, I am," said he. The other gentlemen were agreeable, and, with the exception of Kantwise, they all rose from their chairs.
Moulder here, who is as hospitable a gentleman as I know anywhere wouldn't just let me speak before." "That's gammon, Kantwise. I never hindered you from speaking." "How I do hate that word. If you knew my aversion, Mr. Moulder " "I can't pick my words for you, old fellow." "But what were you going to tell us, Mr. Kantwise?" said Mrs. Smiley.
"Bother," grunted Moulder; and then they went to their evening meal, over which we will not disturb them. The steak, we may presume, was cooked aright, as Mr. Moulder did not visit the kitchen, and Mr. Kantwise no doubt made good play with his unsubstantial dainty, as he spoke no further till his meal was altogether finished. "Did you ever hear anything of that Mr.
And then, having enunciated this excellent opinion with much energy, he took a long pull at his brandy and water. "Very old fashioned, Mr. Moulder," said Kantwise, looking round the corner, then shutting his eyes and shaking his head. "May be," said Moulder, "and yet none the worse for that. I call it hawking and peddling, that going round the country with your goods on your back. It ain't trade."
The pedestal with its three claws was all together. With a knowing touch Mr. Kantwise separated the bottom of what looked like a yellow stick, and, lo! there were three legs, which he placed carefully on the ground. Then a small bar was screwed on to the top, and over the bar was screwed the leaf, or table itself, which consisted of three pieces unfolding with hinges.
Snengkeld travelled in strict accordance with the good old rules of trade which Moulder loved so well. The politeness and general good manners of the company were something very pretty to witness. Mr. Dockwrath, as a stranger, was helped first, and every courtesy was shown to him. Even Mr. Moulder carved the beef for him with a loving hand, and Mr. Kantwise was almost subservient in his attention.
Kantwise was shown into the room. "Halloo, Kantwise!" said Mr. Moulder, not rising from his chair, or giving any very decided tokens of welcome. "I thought you were down somewhere among the iron foundries?" "So I was, Mr. Moulder, but I came up yesterday. Mrs. Moulder, allow me to have the honour. I hope I see you quite well; but looking at you I need not ask. Mr.
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