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He has never taken the slightest notice of me; he has not even acknowledged the receipt of my prospectus. Despicable wretch! Let me hear no more of him." "Pray forgive me if I refer to him again for the last time," Mr. Mool pleaded. "Did your acquaintance with him continue, after the question of the wager had been settled?" "No, sir!" Baccani answered sternly.
It's notorious, Mr. Mool, that Italian models don't know how to read or write." "May I ask if there are any further proofs?" "You have had proofs enough." "With all possible respect, ma'am, I deny that." Mrs. Gallilee had not been asked to enter into disgusting details. Mrs. Gallilee had been contradicted by her obedient humble servant of other days.
"At once, Mool!" "At once!" the lawyer repeated. They had wrought each other up to the right pitch of resolution, by this time. They were almost loud enough for the clerks to hear them in the office. "No matter what my wife may say!" Mr. Gallilee stipulated. "No matter what she may say," Mr. Mool rejoined, "the father is master." "And you know the law." "And I know the law.
If he considered next what ought to be done with Maria and Zo, he only renewed his perplexity and distress. He pondered over it in the schoolroom; he pondered over it when he went to bed. On the next morning, he arrived at a conclusion in the nature of a compromise. He decided on applying to his good friend, Mr. Mool, for a word of advice.
Of the three weak men, now brought into association by the influence of domestic calamity, he was the feeblest, beyond all doubt. Mr. Mool had knowledge of law, and could on occasion be incited to energy. Mr. Gallilee had warm affections, which, being stimulated, could at least assert themselves. Mr.
Maria and Zo had been left in Scotland as perfectly happy as girls could be, in the society of their cousins, and under the affectionate care of their aunt. Mr. Gallilee remained in London; but he was not left alone in the deserted house. The good lawyer had a spare room at his disposal; and Mrs. Mool and her daughters received him with true sympathy. Coming events helped to steady his mind.
If you don't agree with me, I must go to Mrs. Gallilee myself. In that case please return, by the bearer, the papers which are enclosed." The clerk instructed to deliver these documents, within the shortest possible space of time, found Mr. Mool waiting at the office, on his return. He answered his master's inquiries by producing Benjulia's reply.
"I venture on my present intrusion," he began, "in consequence of a statement recently made to me, in my office, by Mrs. Gallilee." "Stop!" cried Benjulia. "I don't like your beginning, I can tell you. Is it necessary to mention the name of that old ?" He used a word, described in dictionaries as having a twofold meaning. Mool; and it is therefore unfit to be reported. "Really, Doctor Benjulia!"
Mool, bent on making himself agreeable to everybody, paid his court to Mr. Gallilee's youngest daughter. "And who do you mean to marry, my little Miss, when you grow up?" the lawyer asked with feeble drollery. Zo looked at him in grave surprise. "That's all settled," she said; "I've got a man waiting for me." "Oh, indeed! And who may he be?" "Donald!"
And the man whose exertions had achieved this result, was her own lawyer the agent whom she had designed to employ, in asserting that claim of the guardian over the ward which Teresa had defied. As a necessary consequence, the relations between Mr. Mool and herself were already at an end.
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