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"If you means Tottie, ma'am, I is," replied Bones, with a look and tone which were not amiable. "I have a strong feeling of regard for your child, though not a scrap of pity for yourself," said Miss Stivergill, with a frown. Mr Bones muttered something to the effect that he returned the compliment with interest.
He says he will labour in the good cause, and devote health and means to it as long as God permits." "Good!" exclaimed Miss Stivergill with a satisfied nod. "Now, Lilly," she added, with the decision of tone and manner peculiar to her, "I mean to make some arrangements.
Now, little Peter, when the doctor gives you leave to be moved, you are to come to me to recruit your health in the country." "Thank you, ma'am. You're too good," said Pax, becoming languid again. "Pray give my best respects to Tottie and Miss Lillycrop." "So small, and so pretty, and such a wise little thing," murmured Miss Stivergill, unaware, apparently, that she soliloquised aloud.
"So big, and so ugly, and such a good-hearted stoopid old thing!" murmured Pax; but it is only just to add that he was too polite to allow the murmur to be heard. "Good-bye, little Peter, till we meet again," said Miss Stivergill, turning away abruptly. "Farewell, ma'am," said Pax, "farewell; and if for ever " He stopped, because his visitor was gone.
Injuries about the legs or feet might do burglars spiritual as well as physical good in the long-run, besides being beneficial to society. Now, my dear, good-night." Miss Stivergill extinguished the candle as violently as she would have maimed a burglar, and poor Miss Lillycrop's heart leapt as she was suddenly plunged into total darkness for she was naturally timid, and could not help it.
I came out by the early train on purpose to tell you. I hardly know where to begin. Oh! I'm so glad!" "You're not going to be married?" interrupted Miss Stivergill, whose stern calmness deepened as her friend's excitement increased. "Married? oh no! Ridiculous! but I think I'm going deranged." "That is impossible," returned Miss Stivergill, "You have been deranged ever since I knew you.
Go now, and get your things on, and do you likewise, Lilly. My cab is at the door. Be quick." In a few minutes the whole party descended to the street. Miss Stivergill locked the door with her own hand, and put the key in her pocket.
Pax referred here to a new residence in a more airy neighbourhood, to which Bones had been removed through the kindness and liberality of Miss Stivergill, whose respect for the male sex had, curiously enough, increased from the date of the burglary.
Mr Bones was therefore, much against his will, obliged to delay the execution of his plans. Little dreaming that two admirers lay in ambush about fifty yards off, he retired to a dark corner behind a bit of old wall, and there, appropriately screened by a laurel bush, lit his pipe and enjoyed himself. "My dear," said Miss Stivergill to her friend about midnight, "we must go to bed.
"So am I," returned the policeman, with a smile, which was lost in the dark. Now it so happened that Miss Lillycrop, who had been spending that day with Miss Stivergill, had been induced to spend the night also with her friend. Of course these two had much to talk about ladies generally have in such circumstances and they were later than usual in going to bed.
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