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Sockley showed a serious face. 'You know his habits, Mr. Cogglesby; and one doesn't go against any one of his whimsies, or there's consequences: but the house is open to you, sir. I don't wish to hide him. Andrew accepted this intelligent evasion of Tom Cogglesby's orders as sufficient, and immediately proceeded upstairs. A door shut on the first landing. Andrew went to this door and knocked.
Sockley, to whom the noise of Andrew's fall had suggested awful fears of a fratricidal conflict upstairs, hurried forthwith to announce to them that the sovereign remedy for human ills, the promoter of concord, the healer of feuds, the central point of man's destiny in the flesh Dinner, was awaiting them. To the dinner they marched.
Mel's sovereignty, though all that he did was to shoot out his fist from time to time, and grunt through his set teeth: 'Iron! to express the character of her awful rule. Mrs. Mel alighted at the Dolphin, the landlady of which was a Mrs. Hawkshaw, a rival of Mrs. Sockley of the Green Dragon. She was welcomed by Mrs. Hawkshaw with considerable respect.
Mel's sovereignty, though all that he did was to shoot out his fist from time to time, and grunt through his set teeth: 'Iron! to express the character of her awful rule. Mrs. Mel alighted at the Dolphin, the landlady of which was a Mrs. Hawkshaw, a rival of Mrs. Sockley of the Green Dragon. She was welcomed by Mrs. Hawkshaw with considerable respect.
There Andrew left them, and went to Mrs. Sockley, who, recovered from her illness, smiled her usual placid welcome to a guest. 'You know me, ma'am? 'Oh, yes! The London Mr. Cogglesby! 'Now, ma'am, look here. I've come for my brother. Don't be alarmed. No danger as yet. But, mind! if you attempt to conceal him from his lawful brother, I'll summon here the myrmidons of the law. Mrs.
He 'd be off, that you might swear to. Oh, such a whimsical! not ill-meaning quite the contrary. Study his whims, and you'll never want. There's Mrs. Sockley she 's took ill. He won't go there that 's how I've caught him, my dear but he pays her medicine, and she looks to him the same. He hate a sick house: but he pity a sick woman.
Sockley showed a serious face. 'You know his habits, Mr. Cogglesby; and one doesn't go against any one of his whimsies, or there's consequences: but the house is open to you, sir. I don't wish to hide him. Andrew accepted this intelligent evasion of Tom Cogglesby's orders as sufficient, and immediately proceeded upstairs. A door shut on the first landing. Andrew went to this door and knocked.
There Andrew left them, and went to Mrs. Sockley, who, recovered from her illness, smiled her usual placid welcome to a guest. 'You know me, ma'am? 'Oh, yes! The London Mr. Cogglesby! 'Now, ma'am, look here. I've come for my brother. Don't be alarmed. No danger as yet. But, mind! if you attempt to conceal him from his lawful brother, I'll summon here the myrmidons of the law. Mrs.
Sockley, to whom the noise of Andrew's fall had suggested awful fears of a fratricidal conflict upstairs, hurried forthwith to announce to them that the sovereign remedy for human ills, the promoter of concord, the healer of feuds, the central point of man's destiny in the flesh Dinner, was awaiting them. To the dinner they marched.
He 'd be off, that you might swear to. Oh, such a whimsical! not ill-meaning quite the contrary. Study his whims, and you'll never want. There's Mrs. Sockley she 's took ill. He won't go there that 's how I've caught him, my dear but he pays her medicine, and she looks to him the same. He hate a sick house: but he pity a sick woman.
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