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Tottie wants very bad to send a message to Miss Lillycrop. I happens to know Miss Lillycrop, an' takes the message, and on coming home finds Miss Lillycrop here before me and all on the same night ain't it odd?" "It is very odd, Mr Flint; and pray what was the message?"
"Now, I want to know," said Miss Lillycrop, after the conversation had run on for some time, and appetites began to abate, "when you go about the poorer parts of the city in dark nights, if you are ever attacked, or have your letters stolen from you." "Well, no, ma'am never. I can't, in all my long experience, call to mind sitch a thing happenin' either to me or to any other letter-carrier.
"I look round regularly every night," observed Miss Stivergill, entering her bedroom, in which Miss Lillycrop usually occupied a chair bed when on a visit to The Rosebud. "But what would you do if they did get in?" asked Miss Lillycrop, in some anxiety, for she had a very strong personal fear of burglars. "Oh! I have several little plans for their reception," replied the lady, with a quiet smile.
Men seemed as though they really were in considerable haste. Letters were being bundled up and tied with string and thrust into bags, and the bags sealed with a degree of celerity that transfixed Miss Lillycrop and silenced her. A few minutes more and the tables were cleared. Another minute, and the bags were being carried out. Thirty red vans outside gaped to receive them.
"Please, sir," she said, "can you change 'alf a sov?" "No, I can't," said Mr Blurt, so gruffly that the small girl retired in haste. "Stay! come here," cried the repentant shopman. The child returned with some hesitation. "Who trusted you with half a sov?" "Miss Lillycrop, sir." "And who's Miss Lillycrop?" "My missis, sir." "Does your missis think that I'm a banker?" demanded Mr Blurt sternly.
It was a splendid example of the power of orderly and united action. To Miss Lillycrop it conveyed the idea of hopeless and irretrievable confusion! Mounting a staircase, Mr Bright conducted the ladies to a gallery from which they had a bird's-eye view of the entire hall. It was, in truth, a series of rooms, connected with the great central apartment by archways.
"But what sort of things are they that break loose?" asked Miss Lillycrop. "Oh, many sorts. Anything may break loose if it's ill packed, and, as almost every sort of thing passes through the post, it would be difficult to describe 'em all. Here is a list, however, that may give you an idea of what kind of things the public sent through our mail-bags last year.
The average number of letters posted without addresses is about eighty a day." "How strange! I wonder what causes this?" Miss Lillycrop gazed contemplatively into her teacup, and Solomon became suddenly aware that Grannie's plate was empty. Having replenished it, he ordered Dollops to bring more crumpets, and then turned to his guest.
By means of a well-known quality styled economy, she more than doubled her income, and by uniting prayer with practice and a gracious mien she did good, as it were, at the rate of five hundred, or five thousand, a year. It could not be said, however, that Miss Lillycrop lived well in the ordinary sense of that expression.
Pax understood at once. Tempting the bull to charge him again, he ran off to the other side of the field like a greyhound, followed by the foaming enemy. Meanwhile Phil essayed to lift Miss Lillycrop, who had swooned, on his shoulders. Fortunately she was light. Still, it was no easy matter to get her limp form into his arms.
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