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Scragg followed, and so did all the juvenile Scraggs the latter springing up the stairs with the agility of apes and the noise of a dozen rude schoolboys just freed from the terror of rod and ferule. The rooms suited Mrs. Scragg very well at least such was her report to her husband and, after some further rudeness on the part of Mr. Scragg, and an effort to beat Mrs.
"Oh no! no mistake at all," replied Scragg. "These are the two rooms I engaged." Just then Mrs. Darlington entered, in manifest excitement. "Walk down into the parlour, if you please," said she. "These are our rooms," said Scragg, showing no inclination to vacate the premises. "Be kind enough to walk down into the parlour," repeated Mrs.
Honour, the youngest, died unmarried: she lived many years in this town, was a great frequenter of plays, and used to be remarkable for distributing oranges to all who would accept of them. Jonathan married Elizabeth, daughter of Scragg Hollow, of Hockley- in-the-Hole, esq.; and by her had Jonathan, who is the illustrious subject of these memoirs.
Quick as thought, the blood rushed to the face of Mrs. Darlington. She had borne so much from this man, and felt towards him such utter disgust, that she could forbear no longer. "Mr. Scragg," said she, with marked indignation, "when a gentleman has any complaint to make, he does it as a gentleman."
"My words convey my meaning plainly enough. But, if you cannot understand, I will try to make them clearer. Your conduct is not that of a gentleman." Of course, Mr. Scragg asked for no further explanation. Starting from the table, he said, looking at Mrs. Scragg "Come!" And Mrs. Scragg arose and followed her indignant spouse.
Ring arose, bowed, and looked at the intruders with surprise and embarrassment. Just then, four rude children bounded into the room, spreading themselves around it, and making themselves perfectly at home. "There is some mistake, I presume," said Mrs. Scragg, on perceiving a lady in the room, whose manner said plainly enough that they were out of their place.
"That will do, Peter," said Mrs. Scragg. "Two dollars a week is considerable abatement." "It's something, of course. But I don't like this off and on kind of business. When I make an agreement, I'm up to the mark, and expect the same from everybody else. Will you let my wife see the rooms, madam?" "Certainly," replied Mrs. Darlington, and moved towards the door. Mrs.
"Will you be good enough to explain the meaning of all this, madam?" repeated Mr. Scragg. "The meaning is simply," replied Mrs. Darlington, "that I have let the front room in the second story to a gentleman and his wife for twelve dollars a week." "The deuse you have!" said Mr. Scragg, with a particular exhibition of gentlemanly indignation.
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