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"So it is, ma'am," said Kantwise, "only this, you know, if I hocus you, why you hocus me in return; so it isn't so very unfair, you know." "Unfair!" said Moulder. "It's the fairest thing that is. It's the bulwark of the British Constitution."
Moulder, when the matter was arranged. "What can one do?" asked Moulder. "It's a tempting of Providence in my mind," said Kantwise, as he replenished his glass, and turned his eyes up to the ceiling. "Now that's gammon," said Moulder. And then there arose among them a long and animated discussion on matters theological. "I'll tell you what my idea of death is," said Moulder, after a while.
Kenneby can speak if he likes, no doubt," said Kantwise; "though maybe it mayn't be very pleasant to him to do so after all that's come and gone." "There's nothing that's come and gone that need make our John hold his tongue," said Mrs. Moulder. "He mayn't be just as bright as some of those lawyers, but he's a deal more true-hearted."
He disposed of fire-irons, grates, ovens, and kettles, and was at the present moment heavily engaged in the sale of certain newly-invented metallic tables and chairs lately brought out by the Patent Steel Furniture Company, for which Mr. Kantwise did business.
These, when the screw had been duly fastened in the centre, opened out upon the bar, and there was the table complete. It was certainly a "tasty" article, and the pride with which Mr. Kantwise glanced back at it was quite delightful. The top of the table was blue, with a red bird of paradise in the middle; and the edges of the table, to the breadth of a couple of inches, were yellow.
The functionary bowed, retired from the room, and reappeared again in two minutes, bearing a bottle of sherry in each hand; one of these he deposited at the right hand of Mr. Moulder; and the other at the right hand of Mr. Kantwise. "Sir," said Mr. Moulder, addressing himself with great ceremony to Mr.
"I travelled for three years in Devonshire, Somersetshire, and Wiltshire," said Moulder, "and the commercial rooms were as well kept there as any I ever see." "I alluded to Surrey and Kent," said Mr. Dockwrath. "They're uncommonly miscellaneous in Surrey and Kent," said Kantwise. "There's no doubt in the world about that."
No intrusion, I hope, Mr. Moulder." "All right," said Moulder; "make yourself at home. There's the stuff on the table. You know what the tap is." "I've just parted from Mr. Dockwrath," said Kantwise, speaking in a tone of voice which implied the great importance of the communication, and looking round the table to see the effect of it upon the circle.
"The other letter is from an enemy of mine," said John Kenneby, speaking very solemnly; "an enemy of mine, named Dockwrath, who lives at Hamworth. He's an attorney too." "Dockwrath!" said Moulder. Mr. Kantwise said nothing, but he looked round over his shoulder at Kenneby, and then shut his eyes. "That was the name of the man whom we left in the commercial room at the Bull," said Snengkeld.
Johnson from Sheffield was a man somewhat inclined to dispute the supremacy of Moulder from Houndsditch. "No, Johnson," said the president. "Anything is not better than a row. A premeditated infraction of our rules is not better than a row." "Did you say premeditated?" said Kantwise. "I think not premeditated." "I did say premeditated, and I say it again."
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