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Tapster: "I think you'd better go upstairs, and try and finish your night more comfortably." She spoke quite graciously. Blanche was the one of the party who really tolerated Mr. Tapster Blanche and Mr. Tapster's host. "All right, I think I will. Though I feel rather a brute at leaving you to do the dirty work," he muttered.
Nothing should induce him so to arrange matters that in the event of his death Bubbles should be able to dower some worthless fortune-hunter with his, Tapster's, wealth! He felt certain that her father's solicitors would try and arrange that this might come to pass "lawyers are such cunning devils" and he grew purple with rage at the thought.
At that they all began to laugh and to slap one another on the back, and to pound with their fists upon the board until the pewter tankards hopped; and when the tapster's knave came back they were singing at the top of their lungs, for the spring had gotten into their wits, and they were beside themselves with merriment.
And rather to her own surprise, during the half-hour which followed Tapster's uninspired proposal, Bubbles thought far more of Donnington than she did of the man who had just asked her to become his wife. Sitting all alone in the hall, crouching down on a footstool close to the fire, for somehow she felt tired tired, and exhausted she made one definite resolution.
"A gentleman possessed of considerable fortune " so had he justly been described; and counsel, without undue insistence on irrelevant detail, had drawn a touching and a true picture of Mr. Tapster's one romance, his marriage eight years before to the twenty-year-old daughter of an undischarged bankrupt.
Tapster's astonished eyes, they seemed to be actually making a rush for his house, and a moment later they were pressing around his area-railings. Looking down on the upturned faces below him, Mr.
John Fry is waiting by the tapster's door, and Peggy neighing to me. If you please, we must get home to-night; and father will be waiting for me this side of the telling-house. 'There, there, you shall go, leetle dear, and perhaps I will go after you. I have taken much love of you. But the baroness is hard to me. How far you call it now to the bank of the sea at Wash Wash
I could be queen; and daddy should be Lord Admiral, and own the finest play-house in the town." But Nick was staring at the tap-room door. A voice somewhere had startled him. The guests were gone, and none was left but the tapster's knave leaning against the inner wall.
Mr. Tapster's mind was one that traveled surely, if slowly. He saw his chance, and seized it. "And why," he said impressively, "had that woman the nurse, I mean no mistress? Tell me that, Flossy. You should have thought of all that before you behaved as you did!" "I didn't know I didn't think " Mr.
So homewards and to the Cross Keys at Cripplegate, where I find all the towne almost going out of towne, the coaches and waggons being all full of people going into the country. Here I had some of the company of the tapster's wife a while, and so home to my office, and then home to supper and to bed. 22nd.
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