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The stimulant is Lammle's voice. 'Sophronia, my dear, what portraits are you showing Twemlow? 'Public characters, Alfred. 'Show him the last of me. 'Yes, Alfred. She puts the book down, takes another book up, turns the leaves, and presents the portrait to Twemlow. 'That is the last of Mr Lammle. Do you think it good? Warn her father against me.
'I must have gone too far in making myself disagreeable, said Fledgeby, 'but I never intended it. 'Say no more, say no more! Mr Lammle repeated in a magnificent tone. 'Give me your' Fledgeby started 'hand. They shook hands, and on Mr Lammle's part, in particular, there ensued great geniality.
Lammle's friends, coarse and thick-lipped, with fingers so covered with rings that they could hardly hold their gold pencils do they remind us of anybody? Mr. Fledgeby, with his little ugly eyes and social flashiness and craven bodily servility might not some fanatic like M. Drumont make interesting conjectures about him?
Mr Lammle's utmost powers of sparkling were in requisition to-day, for Fascination Fledgeby and Georgiana not only struck each other speechless, but struck each other into astonishing attitudes; Georgiana, as she sat facing Fledgeby, making such efforts to conceal her elbows as were totally incompatible with the use of a knife and fork; and Fledgeby, as he sat facing Georgiana, avoiding her countenance by every possible device, and betraying the discomposure of his mind in feeling for his whiskers with his spoon, his wine glass, and his bread.
Mrs Lammle's manner changed under the poor silly girl's embraces, and she turned extremely pale: directing one appealing look, first to Mrs Boffin, and then to Mr Boffin. Both understood her instantly, with a more delicate subtlety than much better educated people, whose perception came less directly from the heart, could have brought to bear upon the case.
Again the little dried gentleman put his hand to his forehead, and again Mr Fledgeby seemed to enjoy his doing it. When the gentleman changed his attitude with a sigh, Fledgeby spake with a grin. 'Mr Twemlow, I think? The dried gentleman seemed much surprised. 'Had the pleasure of dining with you at Lammle's, said Fledgeby. 'Even have the honour of being a connexion of yours.
'Of course you like dancing? 'Oh no, I don't, said Miss Podsnap. 'No? With your youth and attractions? Truly, my dear, you surprise me! 'I can't say, observed Miss Podsnap, after hesitating considerably, and stealing several timid looks at Mrs Lammle's carefully arranged face, 'how I might have liked it if I had been a you won't mention it, WILL you? 'My dear! Never!
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