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As they stood on the steps, Mavis could not help noticing that whereas Miss Nippett had only eyes for Mr Poulter, the latter's attention was fixed on the plaster figure of "Turpsichor" to the exclusion of everything else. "Quite so," assented Mavis. "She has been with 'Poulter's' fifteen years." "Almost as long as I have," put in Miss Nippett. "The figure?" asked Mavis.
If the rivalry between "Poulter's" and "Gellybrand's" could have been decided by an appeal to force, Miss Nippett would have been found in the van of "Poulter's" adherents, firmly imbued with the righteousness of her cause.
She resolved to seek out Miss Meakin, and ask her to get her betrothed's advice and assistance. As she did not know Miss Meakin's present address, she thought the quickest way to obtain it was to call on her old friend Miss Nippett at Blomfield Road, Shepherd's Bush, who kept the register of all those who attended "Poulter's."
"Many of 'Poulter's' clients, who are behindhand with their cheques for family tuition, have made payment with the commodities which they happen to retail," remarked Poulter. "Assuming that you were willing, you might care to take whole or part payment in some of these." Mavis was sorry, but money was a necessity to her. "I quite understand," said Poulter sympathetically.
Poulter; he wished that prating person had been run down, and had the breath trampled out of him at the first go-off, as he himself had, he might talk about the siege of Badajos then! Tom did not escape irritating his drilling-master occasionally, by his curiosity concerning other military matters than Mr. Poulter's personal experience. "And General Wolfe, Mr.
I can easily wait," said Mavis. "Was you come about 'privates'?" asked the little woman wistfully. "Privates?" "I mean private lessons. 'Poulter's' always calls 'em 'privates." "I heard you were in want of an accompanist. I came to offer my services." "It won't be for long; my fingers is nearly healed of the chilblains." "Anything is better than nothing," remarked Mavis.
'Is presence is a disgrace to the academy," replied the "ladies' cloak-room." A few minutes later, the first of Mr Poulter's patrons self-consciously entered the room; soon after, dancing commenced. As if to give Mavis heart for her unaccustomed task, Mr Poulter kept an eye upon her; he encouraged her with smiles whenever she looked in his direction.
Mavis's consideration for the old man's feelings was such that she thought a fib was justified. "Yes," she said. Mr Poulter's eyes lit with happiness. "That's the advantage of being connected with 'Poulter's," he said. "You'll find it a great help to you as you make your way in the world." "I'm sure of it," remarked Mavis, with all the conviction she could muster.
By way of explanation, Miss Nippett handed Mavis one of a pile of prospectuses at her elbow; she at once recognised the familiar pamphlet that extolled Mr Poulter's wares. "See! 'E's got my name on the 'pectus. 'All particulars from Poulter's or Miss Nippett, 19 Blomfield Road, W. Isn't that something to talk about and think over?"
"I'm sure of that," said Mavis hypocritically, as she looked at the simple face of the kindly old man. "Suppose we have a game of cards," suggested Mr Poulter presently. "Promise you won't cheat," said Mavis. Mr Poulter laughed uneasily before saying: "'Poulter's' would not occupy its present position if it were not for its straightforward dealing. What shall we play?"
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