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Corney, out of the bedroom window of the genial physician, whose astonishment at his covering so long a stretch of road at night for news of a boy like Crossjay gifted with the lives of a cat became violent and rapped Punch-like blows on the window-sill at Vernon's refusal to take shelter and rest.
The old housewife, a woman with a rosy Punch-like face, waited on the men. I asked her if she would let me have a room. She demurred a while, said everything was dirty and in disorder: the French sous-officier was not gone yet. Then I think she noticed how fagged I was. In two minutes my servant had brought my valise in.
The question, coming upon the heels of talk about Brent, filled her with alarm lest Rod had broken his promise and had betrayed her confidence. But Sperry's expression showed that she was probably mistaken. "My ambition?" said she. "Oh I've given it up." "The thought of work was too much for you eh?" Susan shrugged her shoulders. A sardonic grin flitted over Sperry's Punch-like face.
Creevey has an ill- natured fling at him, as he has at everybody else, but a kinder-hearted and more perfect gentleman would be difficult to meet with. His personality was a marked one. He was a little man, with very plain features, a punch-like nose, an extensive mouth, and hardly a hair on his head.
Meantime, the rest of the House is convulsed with laughter, so that there is the curious contrast of one man Punch-like in complexion and face reciting a dirge while the rest of the House are holding their universal sides with laughter. The anger came when Sir Henry James and Mr. T.W. Russell were seen to be fluctuating between the Liberal and the Tory lobby.
Punch, however, was not to have it all his own way, for another and better sort of Punch-like exhibition appeared a few yards off, that took away Mr. Punch's audience, to the great dissatisfaction of that gentleman. This was an exhibition called the Fantoccini, and far superior to any of the street performances which I have yet seen.
He was full of tricks and contradictions, obstinacies and tendernesses, this Punch-like old gentleman with the head of Shakespeare. "I knew that was how you felt," he continued, "because you've seen all the love that has gone to their making. You were already a big fellow when they were still tiny. Wasn't it Terry who first called you Tabs because her tongue couldn't get round Taborley?
Sperry's Punch-like face reddened. "I've been ashamed of that fact," she went on. "It has made me ashamed to be alive in the bottom of my heart." "Absurd," said Sperry. "Exactly," replied Susan. "Absurd. Even stronger than my shame about it has been my shame that I could be so small as to feel ashamed of it. Now tonight" she was still in her dressing-room.
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