Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: May 2, 2025
She was reading as she walked, and of course it is to be inferred, from her showing no knowledge of Mr Rokesmith's approach, that she did not know he was approaching. 'Eh? said Miss Bella, raising her eyes from her book, when he stopped before her. 'Oh! It's you. 'Only I. A fine evening! 'Is it? said Bella, looking coldly round. 'I suppose it is, now you mention it.
John Rokesmith's intent to-night has been to repair a wrong that he could never have imagined possible, coming to his ears through the Lightwood talk related to him, and which he is bound by every consideration to remedy. In that intent John Rokesmith will persevere, as his duty is. 'Now, is it all thought out? All to this time? Nothing omitted? No, nothing. But beyond this time?
They left him undisturbed, and passed out at the wicket-gate. The water-wheel of the paper-mill was audible there, and seemed to have a softening influence on the bright wintry scene. They had arrived but a little while before, and Lizzie Hexam now told them the little she could add to the letter in which she had enclosed Mr Rokesmith's letter and had asked for their instructions.
'He don't consider himself above it. 'Perhaps he considers himself beneath it, suggested Bella. 'If so, he ought to know best. 'No, my dear; nor it ain't that, neither. No, repeated Mr Boffin, with a shake of his head, after again thinking it over; 'Rokesmith's a modest man, but he don't consider himself beneath it. 'Then what does he consider, sir? asked Bella.
Meantime her father, chinking Mr Rokesmith's gold as he sat expectant between his knife and fork, remarked that six of those sovereigns came just in time for their landlord, and stood them in a little pile on the white tablecloth to look at. 'I hate our landlord! said Bella.
With a weary and yet a pleased smile, and with an action as if he stretched his little figure out to rest, the child heaved his body on the sustaining arm, and seeking Rokesmith's face with his lips, said: 'A kiss for the boofer lady. Having now bequeathed all he had to dispose of, and arranged his affairs in this world, Johnny, thus speaking, left it.
It is quite understood that Mr Boffin is in no way committed on that point. Mr Boffin has merely to add, that he relies on Mr John Rokesmith's assurance that he will be faithful and serviceable. Mr John Rokesmith will please enter on his duties immediately." 'Well! Now, Noddy! cried Mrs Boffin, clapping her hands, 'That IS a good one!
But, the minutes passing on and no Mrs Wilfer in the flesh appearing, he became more confident, and so repaired with good heart and appetite to Mr and Mrs John Rokesmith's cottage on Blackheath, where breakfast was ready. A modest little cottage but a bright and a fresh, and on the snowy tablecloth the prettiest of little breakfasts.
John Rokesmith's manner towards Mrs Boffin at this time, was more the manner of a young man towards a mother, than that of a Secretary towards his employer's wife.
At least, Bella no sooner stepped ashore than she took Mr John Rokesmith's arm, without evincing surprise, and the two walked away together with an ethereal air of happiness which, as it were, wafted up from the earth and drew after them a gruff and glum old pensioner to see it out.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking