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"No, not if you kill me!" "Gods!" faltered Rugge. "And the sum I have paid! I am diddled! Who has gone for Mrs. Crane?" "Tom," said the clown. The word was scarcely out of the clown's mouth ere Mrs. Crane herself emerged from a side scene, and, putting off her bonnet, laid both hands on the child's shoulders, and looked her in the face without speaking. The child as firmly returned the gaze.
Poole's friends, dresses for dinner; and, combining elegance with appetite, eats them up. Elated with the success which had rewarded his talents for pecuniary speculation, and dismissing from his mind all thoughts of the fugitive Sophy and the spoliated Rugge, Jasper Losely returned to London in company with his new friend, Mr. Poole.
In a few minutes more, Losely was again on horseback; and as he rode towards Ouzelford, Rugge and his dusty Faithful shambled on in the opposite direction shambled on, footsore and limping, along the wide, waste, wintry thoroughfare vanishing from the eye, as their fates henceforth from this story.
To Rugge's great dismay, Sophy would not act. Rendered up to Jasper Losely and Mrs. Crane, they had lost not an hour in removing her from Gatesboro' and its neighbourhood. They did not, however, go back to the village in which they had left Rugge, but returned straight to London, and wrote to the manager to join them there.
He adds that he had described the "comelinesse and usefulnesse" of the Persian clothing in his pamphlet entitled "Tyrannus, or the Mode." "I do not impute to this discourse the change which soone happen'd, but it was an identity I could not but take notice of." Rugge, in his "Diurnal," thus describes the new Court costume "1666, Oct. 11.
The Cobbler had no clew to give, and no mind to give it if clew he had possessed. But his curiosity being roused, he had smothered the inclination to dismiss the inquirers with more speed than good breeding, and even refreshed his slight acquaintance with Mr. Rugge in so well simulated a courtesy that that gentleman, when left behind by Losely and Mrs.
I will keep it. Oh, girl, how much you will love some day! how your heart will ache! and when you are my age, look at that heart, then at your glass; perhaps you may be, within and without, like me." Sophy, innocent Sophy, stared, awe-stricken, but uncomprehending; Mrs. Crane led her back passive. "There, she will act. Put on the wreath. Trick her out. Hark ye, Mr. Rugge. This is for one night.
Ah, hadst thou but had the wit to act horribly, and be hissed! "Uprose the sun and uprose Baron Rugge." Not that ordinarily he was a very early man; but his excitement broke his slumbers. He had taken up his quarters on the ground-floor of a small lodging-house close to his exhibition; in the same house lodged his senior matron, and Sophy herself. Mrs.
To her it was probably a matter of no interest whether Sophy was in Rugge's hands or Waife's; enough for her that the daughter of a woman against whose memory her fiercest passions were enlisted was, in either case, so far below herself in the grades of the social ladder. Perhaps of the two protectors for Sophy, Rugge and Waife, her spite alone would have given the preference to Waife.
RUGGE. "No, but we can easily find one; it was not worth my while to hunt them up before I was quite sure that, if I regained my property in that phenomenon, the law would protect it." "Well, Jasper Losely, you will sell the young lady, I doubt not; and when you have sold her, let me know."
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