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'Oh, no, Mr Pecksniff! Your second, and her bridesmaid! Mr Pecksniff smiled complacently; shook his head; and said, 'My daughters, Mrs Todgers. Merely my daughters. 'Ah! sighed the good lady, 'I must believe you, for now I look at 'em I think I should have known 'em anywhere. My dear Miss Pecksniffs, how happy your Pa has made me!
M. Todgers looked a little worn by cares of gravy and other such solicitudes arising out of her establishment, but displayed her usual earnestness and warmth of manner. 'And how, my sweet Miss Pecksniff, said she, 'how is your princely pa? Mrs Todgers was more shocked by the intelligence than any one could have expected. She was quite bitter.
In her other hand she bore a flaming tallow candle, which, after surveying Mr Pecksniff for one instant by its light, she put down upon the table, to the end that she might receive him with the greater cordiality. 'Mr Pecksniff! cried Mrs Todgers. 'Welcome to London! Who would have thought of such a visit as this, after so dear, dear! so many years! How do you DO, Mr Pecksniff?
When they arrived at Todgers's, and the door was opened, Mercy broke hastily from them, and ran upstairs; but Charity and Jonas lingered on the steps talking together for more than five minutes; so, as Mrs Todgers observed next morning, to a third party, 'It was pretty clear what was going on THERE, and she was glad of it, for it really was high time that Miss Pecksniff thought of settling.
Mr Jinkins it may be added, was much the oldest of the party; being a fish-salesman's book-keeper, aged forty. He was the oldest boarder also; and in right of his double seniority, took the lead in the house, as Mrs Todgers had already said.
'Well, sir! said the lady of the Boarding-House next day. 'You held up your head last night. You're coming round, I think. 'Only because she's so like her who is Another's, Mrs Todgers, rejoined the youth. 'When she talks, and when she smiles, I think I'm looking on HER brow again, Mrs Todgers.
Filliter who snored in the room on the other side of the thin partition. Like the immortal Mrs. Todgers, she was harassed by the demands of her resident gentlemen in connection with gravy; but, unlike Mrs. Todgers, she never supplied even browned and heated water as an equivalent.
"A veritable Todgers'," she said to herself. Dickens was Josie's favorite author and she could usually find a parallel from him to suit every case. "All the greens that were ever cooked there were evergreens and flourished in immortal strength," she quoted. "A funny hole for my lady of the high arches to choose to live in. And those kiddies who and why are they?
But Mr Pecksniff looked quite stern and angry; and when she had concluded, said in a solemn voice: 'Pray, Mrs Todgers, if I may inquire, what does that young gentleman contribute towards the support of these premises? 'Why, sir, for what HE has, he pays about eighteen shillings a week! said Mrs Todgers. 'Eighteen shillings a week! repeated Mr Pecksniff.
If we get over the intermediate time without bloodshed, you may think yourself pretty fortunate. I don't myself expect we shall. 'Dear, dear! cried Mrs Todgers, 'what would I have given to have prevented this? To lose you, sir, would be like losing the house's right-hand. So popular as you are among the gentlemen; so generally looked up to; and so much liked!
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