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Sir Peregrine Orme, his grandson, Madeline Stavely, Mr. Furnival, Mr. Chaffanbrass, and the commercial gentlemen, are all good. The hunting is good. The lawyer's talk is good. Mr. Moulder carves his turkey admirably, and Mr. Kantwise sells his tables and chairs with spirit. I do not know that there is a dull page in the book.
"How did you manage about divine service?" said Kantwise; and then, when he had spoken, closed his eyes and sucked his lips. Mr. Moulder looked at him for a minute, and then said, "Gammon." "Ha, ha, ha!" laughed Snengkeld. And then Mrs. Moulder appeared, bringing the turkey with her; for she would trust it to no hands less careful than her own.
Kantwise knew the laws well enough, and as he saw before him a possible purchaser of metallic tables, he came to the assistance of the attorney. "I think you are a little wrong there, Mr. Moulder; eh; ain't you?" said he. "Wrong about what?" said Moulder, turning very sharply upon his base-minded compatriot. "Well, as to smoking. It's nine o'clock, and if the gentleman "
"James," exclaimed Moulder, and all the chairman was in his voice as he spoke, "my compliments to Mr. Crump, and I will request his attendance for five minutes;" and then James left the room, and there was silence for a while, during which the bottles made their round of the table. "Hadn't we better send back the pint of wine which Mr. Dockwrath hasn't used?" suggested Kantwise.
"I'm sure Lady Mason ought to be very much obliged to you," said Kantwise. "Nobody needn't care for what's said to them in a court," said Snengkeld. "I remember when once they wanted to make out that I'd taken a parcel of teas " "Stolen, you mean, sir," suggested Mrs. Smiley. "Yes; stolen. But it was only done by the opposite side in court, and I didn't think a halfporth of it.
And there was a pause for a minute or so, after which Mr. Kantwise resumed the conversation. "You'll allow me to put you up one of those drawing-room sets?" he said. "Well, I am afraid not. I don't think they are strong enough where there are children." "Dear, dear; dear, dear; to hear you say so, Mr. Dockwrath! Why, they are made for strength.
"What, the turkey?" said Snengkeld. "You didn't think it'd be a ostrich, did you?" "Ha, ha, ha!" laughed Snengkeld. "No, I didn't expect nothing but a turkey here on Christmas-day." "And nothing but a turkey you'll have, my boys. Can you eat turkey, Kantwise?" Mr. Kantwise declared that his only passion in the way of eating was for a turkey. "As for John, I'm sure of him.
But its P.P. here, as every commercial gentleman knows, Kantwise as well as the best of us." "P.P., that's the rule," growled Snengkeld, almost from under the table. "In commercial rooms, as the gentleman must be aware, the rule is as stated by my friend on my right," said Mr. Gape.
Taking the word in its broadest, strictest, and most intelligible sense, I am a commercial gentleman; and as such I do maintain that I have a full right to the accommodation of this public room." "That's very well put," said Mr. Kantwise. "Waiter," thundered out Mr.
Moulder when he had entered the room, stood still, to enable the waiter to peel off from him his greatcoat and the large shawl with which his neck was enveloped, and Mr. Kantwise performed the same operation for himself, carefully folding up the articles of clothing as he took them off. Then Mr. Moulder fixed his eyes on Mr. Dockwrath, and stared at him very hard.
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