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They came in droves to ask questions and to stare at the twenty-pound beet which sat conspicuously upon Mudge's desk and their jaws dropped when he explained carelessly "A runt from under the Mormon ditch; we raise bigger on our land."
About half-past six Miss Toller put on her best clothes and appeared in the dining-room. Helen punctually served the dinner. A seat was allotted to Miss Toller at the bottom of the table opposite Miss Everard and next to Mr. Goacher, who faced Mrs. Poulter. Mrs. Mudge's wine was produced, and Mr. Goacher graciously poured out a glass for Miss Toller. 'At this festive season, ma'am.
Mudge insisted to himself resolutely, "I'm not the man to be stumped by a few obstacles, I can't afford to be identified with failures and we'll put this thing through if S. B. Mudge goes broke trying." The stock and bondholders had something of the attitude of blasé spectators at a circus, regarding Mudge's sensational efforts calmly, without applause or protest.
Mudge's propriety, which was extreme he had a horror of coarseness and attended a Wesleyan chapel that prevented his asking for details. But she gave him some of the more innocuous in spite of himself, especially putting before him how, at Simpkin's and Ladle's, they all made the money fly.
"When you have collected your wits, which at present seem absent on a wool-gathering expedition, perhaps you will tell what you have been dreaming about." "So I will," said Paul, "and perhaps you can interpret it for me. I dreamed that I was back again at Mr. Mudge's, and that he sent me out into the field to dig potatoes. I worked away at the first hill, but found no potatoes.
The rest of the party agreeing to Mudge's proposal, we went down to the beach and anxiously examined the boat. Two planks in her starboard bilge had been stove in, as had also a portion of her bow; and it seemed wonderful that she should have floated till she had reached the shore.
I shouldn't have asked so many questions, only I thought he was a nice-looking boy, and I felt interested in him." "He's a young scamp," said Mr. Mudge, impetuously, "and it's my belief that you're another. Now answer my question. When and where did you see this boy?" This time Mr. Mudge's menacing look warned John that he had gone far enough.
A second glass was not offered, although Mrs. Mudge's supply was liberal. Mr. Goacher did not stint himself. 'There are beautiful churches in Northamptonshire, I believe, Miss Toller? said the reverend gentleman after the third glass. 'Yes, very beautiful. 'Ah! that is delightful.
They had been too near to quarreling, these days. Mrs. Babbitt forced it: "Did you enjoy Mrs. Mudge's talk?" "Well I What did you get out of it?" "Oh, it starts a person thinking. It gets you out of a routine of ordinary thoughts." "Well, I'll hand it to Opal she isn't ordinary, but gosh Honest, did that stuff mean anything to you?"
Wondering what he was about, I at length approached and looked in; when I saw him on his knees, with the contents of his basket spread out on the ground, bending low before Mudge's gun, which stood leaning against a table in the corner. He was uttering some strange gibberish, and addressing the gun, evidently supposing it to be a being possessed of supernatural powers.
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