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"Well, I've seen him about for some time now, and I've never seen any of the good, Maxted." "Ah, but I have," said the Vicar, while Tom busied himself doing nothing to the telescope, and began to take a good deal of interest in the discussion about his enemy. "You will grant, I suppose, that Mother Warboys is about as unamiable, cantankerous an old woman as ever breathed?"
"Really, I should like to see the end of the experiment." "And hear the end of the lecture directly after dinner," said Uncle Richard. "Tom, run in and tell Mrs Fidler to put another chair to the table. Mr Maxted will stay. Now let's have a walk down the garden till the dinner-bell rings."
"Therefore," said the Vicar, "we must decline friend Tom's ingenious proposal, and take yours, Brandon, for as usual you have a plan ready." "Well, yes," said Uncle Richard, smiling; "but it is due to the inventor. We must silver the glass, but on the surface, so as to get a reflection at once. Are you going to stay, Maxted?" "If I may," was the reply.
Mr Maxted tried, but it was the wrong stuff. Look here, sir, when you makes a noo specklum, what do you do it of?" "Glass, of course." "Yes, sir, clear glass without any bubbles in it. You don't take a bit of rough burnt clay; you couldn't polish that. He's the wrong stuff, sir.
"I'm all right, uncle," cried the boy eagerly, though he felt very far from being so; and he heard a few murmured words of thankfulness. "Where is Mr Maxted?" "I am here," said the Vicar, "not much hurt. But tell me, how are your eyes?" "Rather dim and misty. But what was it?" said Uncle Richard, rather feebly; "an explosion?" "Shot me with a big gun shot me with a big gun."
I am too much shaken to say much, so ask Mr Maxted to request the people to go away now, and then you can fasten the gate." "Think she'll tumble down, sir?" said a voice at the door; and they turned to find David back panting and breathless. "Took her home, sir. She kep' on chuntering all the way, but parson frightened her about the dole, and she never said a cross word.
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