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Updated: June 13, 2025
"Ah!" said he, suddenly striking in, "I vill tell you something of your own firm which perhaps you do not know. Have you heard dat Mr. Ezra Girdlestone is about to be married?" "To be married!" "Oh yes; I have heard It dis morning at Eckermann's office. I think it is the talk of the City." "Who's the gal?" Miggs asked, with languid interest. "I disremember her name," Von Baumser answered.
Miggs held the tiller, and laughed from time to time in a drunken fashion, while the four seamen, quiet and subdued, steadied the boat as long as they could with their oars, and looked occasionally over their shoulders at the breakers behind them.
The difference ended, therefore, in Miggs being presented with a gown by Mrs Varden and half-a-crown by Dolly, as if she had eminently distinguished herself in the paths of morality and goodness.
Mrs Varden was too much scared by Simon's altered manner and appearance, and by the accounts of the rioters which had reached her ears that night, to offer any retort, or to have recourse to her usual matrimonial policy. Miss Miggs wrung her hands, and wept. 'He was not at Duke Street, or at Warwick Street, G. Varden, said Simon, sternly; 'but he WAS at Westminster.
'The old story! cried the locksmith, looking at her in inexpressible desperation. 'She was born to be a damper, this young woman! nothing can prevent it! 'Ho master, ho mim! cried Miggs, 'can I constrain my feelings in these here once agin united moments! Ho Mr Warsen, here's blessedness among relations, sir! Here's forgivenesses of injuries, here's amicablenesses!
But unfort'nately, pursued Dennis, who observed this: 'somebody else was fond of her too, you see; and even if he wasn't, somebody else is took for a rioter, and it's all over with him. Miss Miggs relapsed. 'Now I want, said Dennis, 'to clear this house, and to see you righted. What if I was to get her off, out of the way, eh?
If you don't believe me, as I know you don't, here's Miggs, who is only too often a witness of it ask her. 'Oh! she were very bad the other night, sir, indeed she were, said Miggs. 'If you hadn't the sweetness of an angel in you, mim, I don't think you could abear it, I raly don't. 'Miggs, said Mrs Varden, 'you're profane.
'Begging your pardon, mim, returned Miggs, with shrill rapidity, 'such was not my intentions, and such I hope is not my character, though I am but a servant. 'Answering me, Miggs, and providing yourself, retorted her mistress, looking round with dignity, 'is one and the same thing.
At length, after the clock had struck two, there was a sound at the street door, as if somebody had fallen against the knocker by accident. Miss Miggs immediately jumping up and clapping her hands, cried with a drowsy mingling of the sacred and profane, 'Ally Looyer, mim! there's Simmuns's knock! 'Who's there? said Gabriel. 'Me! cried the well-known voice of Mr Tappertit.
Even Dolly, cast down and disappointed as she was, revived at this, and bade Miggs hold her tongue directly. 'WHICH, was you pleased to observe, Miss Varden? said Miggs, with a strong emphasis on the irrelative pronoun. Dolly repeated her request. 'Ho, gracious me! cried Miggs, with hysterical derision. 'Ho, gracious me! Yes, to be sure I will. Ho yes!
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