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He had lost the steward's place, through some domestic trouble, in connection with his son, the precise nature of which Allan was not able to specify. Pedgift vouched for him, and Pedgift would send him to Thorpe Ambrose two or three days before the rent-day dinner. He could not be spared, for office reasons, before that time.
Let us gather our rosebuds while we may. Excuse my high spirits, Mr. Armadale. Though buried in the country, I was made for a London life; the very air of the metropolis intoxicates me." With that avowal the irresistible Pedgift placed a chair for his patron, and issued his orders cheerfully to his viceroy, the head-waiter. "Iced punch, William, after the soup. I answer for the punch, Mr.
"Fond of music on the water, Miss Milroy?" he asked, in his airiest and pleasantest manner. Miss Milroy adored music, both on the water and the land always excepting the one case when she was practicing the art herself on the piano at home. "We'll get out of the reeds first," said young Pedgift.
He appeared to be incapable of feeling any slight but the one unpardonable slight put upon him by Miss Gwilt. He not only declined to resent, he even made the best of Mr. Pedgift's unceremonious treatment of him. "Half an hour," he said, resignedly. "Time enough to compose myself; and I want time. Very kind of Mr. Pedgift, though he mightn't have meant it."
"We haven't got another to try," said Neelie. It's a matter of law, and we must consult somebody in the profession. I dare say it's a risk. But nothing venture, nothing have. What do you say to young Pedgift? He's a thorough good fellow. I'm sure we could trust young Pedgift to keep our secret." "Not for worlds!" exclaimed Neelie.
That experienced pilot of the Broads looked askance at his watch, and drew Allan aside at the first opportunity. "I don't wish to hurry you, Mr. Armadale," said Pedgift Junior; "but the time is getting on, and there's a lady in the case." "A lady?" repeated Allan. "Yes, sir," rejoined young Pedgift. "Good heavens, the governess!" cried Allan. "Why, we have forgotten all about her!"
Bashwood caught eagerly at the last suggestion, pushing his retreat, while he spoke, as far as the front door. "Yes, sir oh, yes, yes! nobody better than Mr. Pedgift. Don't pray don't disturb Mr. Armadale!" His watery eyes looked quite wild with nervous alarm as he turned round for a moment in the light of the hall lamp to make that polite request.
Yours truly, E. M." "The devil take Miss Gwilt!" said Allan, staring at his legal adviser in a state of helpless consternation. "With all my heart, sir I don't wish to interfere," remarked Pedgift Junior. "May I ask what's the matter?" Allan told him. Mr. Pedgift the younger might have his faults, but a want of quickness of resource was not among them. "There's a way out of the difficulty, Mr.
"You are quite right, sir, to stop here; London's the place to divert your mind," said Pedgift, cheerfully. "All business is more or less elastic in its nature, Mr. Armadale; I'll spin my business out, and keep you company with the greatest pleasure. We are both of us on the right side of thirty, sir; let's enjoy ourselves.
Lawyer and client looked at each other once more, and the inexhaustible interview began again. "I mentioned that a point had occurred to me, sir," remarked Pedgift Senior. "You did," said Allan. "Would you like to hear what it is, Mr. Armadale?" "If you please," said Allan. "With all my heart, sir! This is the point.
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