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Updated: May 28, 2025
"I'm very glad you came, Mr Willders," said Miss Tippet, "for I assure you we all regard you as the preserver of our dear Miss Auberly's life when you went up the the thing. Here she is. You must shake that's it so nice!" The last part of Miss Tippet's remark referred to Loo stretching out her hand to Frank, who advanced promptly and shook it with great tenderness.
The society she mingles in is Miss Tippet's society, and that's not much to boast of; and her father, I believe, was a confectioner no doubt a rich one, that kept his carriage before he failed, and left his daughter almost a beggar.
"Oh, but Willie Willders knows it," said Loo. "But where is Willie Willders?" objected her father. "Perhaps at home; perhaps at Mr Tippet's place." "Well, we shall soon find out," said Mr Auberly, rising and ringing the bell. Hopkins answered the summons.
His business affairs are, I fear, in a bad way, and he not only comes with excessive punctuality for Miss Tippet's rent, but he asks her for loans of money in a wild incoherent fashion, and favours her with cautions and warnings of a kind that are utterly incomprehensible.
Willie paused here again for a few seconds and then resumed: "You must know, Frank, that the cause of Miss Tippet's disturbance just now is the strange conduct of her landlord, David Boone, who has been going on of late in a way that would justify his friends putting him in an asylum.
The dragon paid no further attention to him, however, for Tippet's sudden break for liberty had attracted its attention; and after Tippet it went, bowling over small trees, uprooting underbrush and leaving a wake behind it like that of a small tornado. Bradley, the moment he had discovered the thing was pursuing Tippet, had followed it.
Willie took his departure, marching to the usual national air, and soon after Fred Auberly bade his friend good-night and left him. Miss Tippet's tea-party began by the arrival of Willie Willders, who, being fond of society, and regardless of fashion, understood his hostess literally when she named her tea-hour!
As the farm was near a railway station, Willie went to town every morning to business Saturdays and Sundays excepted and returned every evening. His business prospered and so did Mr Tippet's. That eccentric old gentleman had, like Mr Auberly, been ruined by the great fire, but he did not care so he said because the other business kept him going!
Hurry!" Then he loosened Tippet's shirt at the throat and when the water was brought, threw a cupful in the man's face. Slowly Tippet regained consciousness and sat up. At first he looked curiously into the faces of the men about him; then an expression of terror overspread his features.
There was none of the bantering that had marked their intercourse before, even in the face of blighting hardships and hideous danger. This was a new menace that threatened them, something that they couldn't explain; and so, naturally, it aroused within them superstitious fear which Tippet's attitude only tended to augment.
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