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'Towards shall I? Georgiana. Mr Lammle uttered the name, with a delicate curve of his right hand, from his lips outward. Georgiana. The object of this homage sat uneasily enough in receipt of it, and then said, turning to Mrs Lammle, much embarrassed: 'I wonder what you like me for! I am sure I can't think. 'Dearest Georgiana, for yourself. For your difference from all around you. 'Well!
It struck Mrs Lammle that it appeared rather difficult this morning to bring Mr and Mrs Boffin into agreeable conversation. Here had been several lures thrown out, and neither of them had uttered a word. Here were she, Mrs Lammle, and her husband discoursing at once affectingly and effectively, but discoursing alone.
The Lammles were so fond of the dear Veneerings that they could not for some time detach themselves from those excellent friends; but at length, either a very open smile on Mr Lammle's part, or a very secret elevation of one of his gingerous eyebrows certainly the one or the other seemed to say to Mrs Lammle, 'Why don't you play? And so, looking about her, she saw Miss Podsnap, and seeming to say responsively, 'That card? and to be answered, 'Yes, went and sat beside Miss Podsnap.
In fact, I am sure of the contrary. 'The man must be mad, said Mrs Lammle, with a kind of resignation. 'He appeared to be in his senses, returned Bella, tossing her head, 'and he had plenty to say for himself. I told him my opinion of his declaration and his conduct, and dismissed him. Of course this has all been very inconvenient to me, and very disagreeable. It has remained a secret, however.
Fledgeby took his leave of Miss Podsnap at the carriage door, and the Lammles dropped her at her own home, and on the way Mrs Lammle archly rallied her, in her fond and protecting manner, by saying at intervals, 'Oh little Georgiana, little Georgiana! Which was not much; but the tone added, 'You have enslaved your Fledgeby.
'You needn't take the trouble of swearing, said Mr Lammle to the skeleton; 'once more, it doesn't matter. You never turned your annuity to so good an account. 'Good an account! In what way? asked Mrs Lammle. 'In the way of getting credit, and living well, said Mr Lammle.
Having closed it on him, Fledgeby returned to Lammle, standing with his back to the bedroom fire, with one hand under his coat-skirts, and all his whiskers in the other. 'Halloa! said Fledgeby. 'There's something wrong! 'How do you know it? demanded Lammle. 'Because you show it, replied Fledgeby in unintentional rhyme.
'You have a pair of whiskers, Lammle, which I never liked, murmured Fledgeby, 'and which money can't produce; you are boastful of your manners and your conversation; you wanted to pull my nose, and you have let me in for a failure, and your wife says I am the cause of it. I'll bowl you down.
Mr Riah, if you would have the kindness to step into the next room for a few moments while I speak with Mr Lammle here, I should like to try to make terms with you once again before you go. The old man, who had never raised his eyes during the whole transaction of Mr Fledgeby's joke, silently bowed and passed out by the door which Fledgeby opened for him.
'Sophronia, asked her husband, mockingly, 'are you sentimental? 'Well, well, my good sir, Mr Boffin interposed, 'it's a very good thing to think well of another person, and it's a very good thing to be thought well of BY another person. Mrs Lammle will be none the worse for it, if she is. 'Much obliged. But I asked Mrs Lammle if she was.
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