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That's mere what do you call it? chop logic. But I don't mind it. I grasp at a straw." Mrs. Munger grasped at a straw of the mind, to show how. "But what do you mean?" "Well, Mrs. Putney wasn't intoxicated last night, but she's not well this morning. I'm afraid she couldn't see you." "Just as you say, doctor," cried Mrs. Munger, with mounting cheerfulness.
"Well and now the question is, will you take the part of the Nurse or not in the dramatics?" asked Mrs. Munger, returning to business. "Well, I must think about that, and I must ask Mr. Wilmington. Jack," she called over her shoulder to the young man at the window, "do you think your uncle would approve of me as Juliet's Nurse?" "You'd better ask him," growled the young fellow. "Well," said Mrs.
Bolton brought in the coffee-pot, and Annie hesitated a moment, with her hand on it, before pouring out a cup. "I don't like it," she said. "I know you don't. But you can say that it wasn't Putney who hoaxed Mrs. Munger, but Dr. Morrell." "Oh, you didn't either of you hoax her." "Well, then, there's no harm done." "I'm not so sure." "And you won't give me any coffee?"
Perhaps he was hoaxing." "Oh doctor, do you think he could have been?" said Mrs. Munger, with clasped hands. "It would make me the happiest woman in the world! I'd forgive him all he's made me suffer. But you're joking now, doctor?" "You can't tell when people are joking. If I'm not, does it follow that I'm really intoxicated?" "Oh, but that's nonsense, Dr. Morrell.
Munger thought it interesting that she had never noticed it before, and in the dearth of material she made the most of it, both for her own emotion, and for the sensation of others when she reached South Hatboro'. Behind the drawn shades that Mrs. Munger noted, Adeline Northwick sat crying over the paper that Elbridge Newton had pushed under the door that morning.
Gerrish hunted them up and put them together for departure, while his wife remained with Mrs. Munger, unable to stop talking, and no longer amenable to the looks with which he governed her in public. Lyra came downstairs, hooded and wrapped for departure, with Jack Wilmington by her side. "Why, Ellen!" she said, looking into the little alcove from the hall. "Are you here yet? And Annie!
We shall have to tell the doctor, of course, and there's no knowing what he will do. But it's been your best chance to make a clean breast of it while you had the opportunity." The wretched Munger departed to his bed, but not to sleep. He could not conceive how Railsford first, and then these three prefects, should have discovered his deeply hidden secret.
Simson, when interrogated, mildly added to his "No, sir" the explanatory sentence, "except finding him there when I went for my boots"; and Munger, the cad, added to his answer, "but I'll try to find out," with a leer and an oily smile, which Ainger felt strongly tempted to acknowledge by a kick as he passed back to his place.
"Why, he talked it over with Miss Kilburn last night, and he objected to an entertainment which wouldn't be open to all to the shop hands and everybody." Mrs. Munger explained the point fully. She repeated some things that Annie had said in ridicule of Mr. Peck's position regarding it. "If you do think that part would be bad or impolitic," Mrs.
At each repetition of the facts, Annie's relation to them grew more intolerable; and she suspected Putney of an intention to punish her. "Well, what do you say?" he demanded of the doctor. "Ha, ha, ha! ah, ha, ha." laughed the doctor, shutting his eyes and throwing back his head. "Seems to consider it a laughing matter," said Putney to Mrs. Munger. "Yes; and that is all your fault," said Mrs.
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