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Miss Mackenzie was seated next to Mr Maguire on one side of the table, while Mr Rubb sat on the other between Miss Todd and Miss Baker. While they were yet taking their seats, and before the operations of the banquet had commenced, Susanna entered the room. She also had been specially invited, but she had not returned from school in time to accompany her aunt.
And now, Mr Rubb, if you please, we won't have another word about it." "What am I to say?" "Not another word." It seemed as though he couldn't speak another word, for he went to the window and stood there silently, looking into the street.
It was to tell her that her brother Tom was dying, and to pray that she would be up in London as early on the Monday as was practicable. Mr Samuel Rubb, junior, who had written the letter in Gower Street, had known nothing of the Sabbatical edicts of the Stumfoldians. "It is an inward tumour," said Mr Rubb, "and has troubled him long, though he has said nothing about it.
On the day following this Miss Mackenzie was to keep her appointment with Mr Slow, and her cousin was now up in London among the lawyers. Miss Mackenzie was sitting with her aunt when Mr Rubb called.
What signifies its being greasy if it hain't never to go hup?" then Sarah's courage gave way, and Mr Grandairs, with all the conqueror in his bosom, announced that dinner was served. It was a great relief. Even Miss Colza's tongue had been silent, and Mr Rubb had found himself unable to carry on any further small talk with Miss Mackenzie.
"Mr Rubb," she said, stretching across the table, "do you remember when, in this very room, we met Mr and Mrs Talbot Green?" "Oh yes, very well," said Mr Rubb, and then turning to Miss Mackenzie, he went on with his little whispers. "Mr Rubb," continued Miss Colza, "does anybody put you in mind of Mrs Talbot Green?" "Nobody in particular.
She had thrown herself into the society of the saints, and now there seemed to be no escape for her; she could not be wicked even if she wished it. Having got into her convent, and, as it were, taken the vows of her order, she could not escape from it. "That Mr Rubb that I told you of is coming down here," she said, still speaking to Miss Baker of her party.
But I'm sure you will excuse me if I say that we can do nothing at the bidding of that old cormorant." "I don't know that there's anything to be done, Mr Rubb." "Is not there? Well, it's very generous in you to say so; and you always are generous. I've always told your brother, since I had the honour of knowing you, that he had a sister to be proud of.
And though you rubb Blew Vitriol, how Venereal and Unsophisticated soever it be, upon the Whetted Blade of a Knife, it will not impart to the Iron its Latent Colour, but if you moisten the Vitriol with your Spittle, or common Water, the Particles of the Liquor disjoyning those of the Vitriol, and thereby giving them the Various Agitation requisite to Fluid Bodies, the Metalline Corpuscles of the thus Dissolv'd Vitriol will Lodge themselves in Throngs in the Small and Congruous Pores of the Iron they are Rubb'd on, and so give the Surface of it the Genuine Colour of the Copper.
And then Reader! remember that she was no saint, and that hitherto very little opportunity had been given to her of learning to discriminate true metal from dross. Then she thought of Mr Samuel Rubb, junior. Mr Samuel Rubb, junior, was a handsome man, about her own age; and she felt almost sure that Mr Samuel Rubb, junior, admired her.
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