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But if I was not your mother, after all, Lenny, and cost you all this oh, what would you say of me then?" "Not my own mother!" said Leonard, laughing as he kissed her. "Well, I don't know what I should say then differently from what I say now, that you, who brought me up and nursed and cherished me, had a right to my home and my heart, wherever I was." "Bless thee!" cried Mrs.
But he had scarcely entered upon the village green when he beheld Mr. Hazeldean, leaning both hands on his stick, and gazing intently upon the parish stocks. Now, sorry am I to say that, ever since the Hegira of Lenny and his mother, the Anti-Stockian and Revolutionary spirit in Hazeldean, which the memorable homily of our parson had a while averted or suspended, had broken forth afresh.
Did you see much of Miss Hazeldean?" "Not so much as of the Lady." "Is she liked in the village, think you?" "Miss Jemima? Yes. She never did harm. Her little dog bit me once, she did not ask me to beg its pardon, she asked mine! She's a very nice young lady; the girls say she is very affable; and," added Lenny, with a smile, "there are always more weddings going on when she is down at the Hall."
"You get off them stocks," said Lenny, disdaining to reply to the coarse expressions bestowed on him; and, suiting the action to the word, he gave the intruder what he meant for a shove, but what Randal took for a blow. The Etonian sprang up, and the quickness of his movement, aided but by a slight touch of his hand, made Lenny lose his balance, and sent him neck-and-crop over the stocks.
For though while Lenny was present to be mowed and jeered at, there had been no pity for him, yet no sooner was he removed from the scene of trial than a universal compassion for the barbarous usage he had received produced what is called "the reaction of public opinion."
But ah, Lenny, when I saw thee, looking so handsome, and when thee turned and cried 'Mother, my heart was just ready to leap out o' my mouth, and so I could not help hugging thee, if I had died for it. And thou wert so kind, that I forgot all Mr. Sprott had said about Dick's pride, or thought he had just told a fib about that, as he had wanted me to believe a fib about thee.
Now, as Lenny did very much fear meeting a ghost if he crossed the churchyard at dark, the simile spoiled the argument, and he shook his head very mournfully. Dr.
Riccabocca, awakened out of his revery by the sound of footsteps, was still so little sensible of the indignity of his position, that he enjoyed exceedingly, and with all the malice of his natural humour, the astonishment and stupor manifested by Stirn, when that functionary beheld the extraordinary substitute which fate and philosophy had found for Lenny Fairfield.
The tinker was seated under a hedge, hammering away at an old kettle, with a little fire burning in front of him, and the donkey hard by, indulging in a placid doze. Mr. Sprott looked up as Lenny passed, nodded kindly, and said, "Good evenin', Lenny: glad to hear you be so 'spectably sitivated with Mounseer."
Johnny Dromore would no better understand that now than when they were at 'Bambury's. Not the smallest good even trying to explain! He looked up at the goggling eyes; he heard the bantering voice: "I say you ARE goin' grey. We're bally old, Lenny! A fellow gets old when he marries." And he answered: "By the way, I never knew that YOU had been."
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