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So, when Miss Lucinda indued herself with her brown linen sack and sun-bonnet to go and weed her carrot-patch, she was arrested on the way by a loud grunting and scrambling in Piggy's quarter, and found to her distress that he had contrived to knock off the upper board from his pen.
Toby certainly pleaded hard for Miss Lucinda's theory of a soul; but his was no good one: some tricksy and malign little spirit had lent him his share of intellect, and he used it to the entire subjugation of Miss Lucinda.
"He ain’t got nothin’ to really fret over," said Joshua serenely; "he knows it, ’n’ I know it, ’n’ you know it, too." "You don’t know nothin’ of the sort," said Lucinda. "She’s madder’n usual this time. She’s good an’ mad. You mark my words, if he goes off on a ’nother spree this spring he’ll get cut out o’ her will." Joshua laughed.
"That's all very well, Lucinda, but I think Sir Griffin would make a very good Giaour." "Pray don't, aunt. Let one forget it all just for a moment." "I wonder what Sir Griffin would say if he was to hear this!" said Lord George. Late in the evening Lord George strolled out, and of course the ladies discussed his character in his absence. Mrs. Carbuncle declared that he was the soul of honour.
"He wants me to write a piece for his paper on my first twenty-four hours under suspicion of crime." "And you are going to write it, aren't you, Miss Hart?" asked the gentleman. "Yes," replied Lucinda, with alacrity. This time the gentleman looked a trifle suspicious. He pressed his inquiry. "Can you let us have the copy by Wednesday?" he asked. "Yes," said Lucinda.
I am very sorry for it all. Do you know; I sometimes think I shall murder him." "Lucinda, how can you say anything so horrible! But I see you are only joking." There did come a ghastly smile over that beautiful face, which was so seldom lighted up by any expression of mirth or good humour. "But I wish you would not say such horrible things."
No, the first thing Miss Lucinda knew of her riddance was when Israel put his head into the back-door that same morning, some four hours afterward, and said, with a significant nod, "He's gone!"
And I do think you give way to him. You never do anything that I suggest." "You never suggest anything that I like to do," said Lucinda. "That's a pity," said Sir Griffin, "considering that I shall have to suggest so many things that you will have to do." "I don't know that at all," said Lucinda. Mrs. Carbuncle came up during the quarrel, meaning to throw oil upon the waters.
"She's not as big as the Mauretania," said Helena, fixing L'Olonnois' collar for him. "I'm sure she's going to roll horribly," added Aunt Lucinda. "And if I should be seasick, with my neuralgia, I'm sure I don't know what I should do." "I know!" remarked L'Olonnois; and Helena promptly dropped her hand over his mouth.
Emilia let me go; and Lucinda seized me, clung close to my heart, pressed her black locks upon my cheeks, and remained in this position for some time. And thus I found myself between the two sisters, in the dilemma Emilia had prophesied to me a moment before. Lucinda let me loose, and looked earnestly into my face.
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