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"Feathers, for a cookey!" exclaimed Toby, "and a heap of the same, too." "Now we know what he cooked on the ends of those sticks!" observed Mark. "Yeth, and now we know where one of Farmer Trotter's henth went to," added Ted. "This is more than Johnny ever ran across," remarked Lil Artha, "because he only guessed the chicken thief was hiding in the swamp, for he'd seen tracks.
This was eminently satisfactory to me, as, in the event of an emergency, I would be close at hand; I accordingly arranged for Mrs. Trotter's accommodation, and on reporting to Mr. Dombey, the gentleman aforementioned, he seemed to be perfectly satisfied. From, what I afterwards learned, I am able to inform the reader that Mr.
I did not refuse them, nor shall you refuse me now." Mr Trotter's advice was good; and although I would not listen to receiving his services gratuitously, I agreed to employ him; and very useful did he prove against such charges, and such a man as Captain Hawkins.
You can keep Joel pretty cheerful if you'll let him unload all his notions on you. Joel generally finds a good listener good comp'ny." "And so poor Lizzie Trotter's going through that again," exclaimed Susan, momentarily forgetting her own prospective ordeal, in sympathy for the other woman's severer trial.
It seemed that he had had some previous knowledge of this woman who lived in Trotter's Buildings, had known her or her husband, and there he had found shelter for his sister, having explained that a clergyman would call for her and pay for her modest wants, and then take her away.
There was a momentary look of deep slyness in Job Trotter's eye, as he said this, which ran a thrill through Mr. Weller's clenched fist, as he burned with a desire to make a demonstration on his ribs. Sam constrained himself, however, and replied that his master was extremely well. 'Oh, I am so glad, replied Mr. Trotter; 'is he here? 'Is yourn? asked Sam, by way of reply.
You're no better than swindlers, both on you. Don't be a bullyin' ME. I won't stand it. Pay us our selleries, I say. Pay us our selleries." It was evident, from Mr. Trotter's flushed countenance and defective intonation, that he, too, had had recourse to vinous stimulus. "Mr. Raggles," said Becky in a passion of vexation, "you will not surely let me be insulted by that drunken man?"
Pidgeon, their attendant, brought in a large brown-paper parcel, directed to G. Warrington, Esq., with Mr. Trotter's compliments, and a note which Warrington read. "Pen, you beggar!" roared Warrington to Pen, who was in his own room. "Hullo!" sung out Pen. "Come here, you're wanted," cried the other, and Pen came out. "What is it?" said he.
Now, Mr Simple, will you oblige me? it's all free gratis for nothing not for nothing, for it's for my sake. You see, Mr Simple, I have admirers yet," concluded she, smiling. Mrs Trotter's advice was good; and although I would not listen to receiving his services gratuitously, I agreed to employ him; and very useful did he prove against such charges, and such a man as Captain Hawkins.
"And I trust the locality agreed with him." "Extremely well," was Trotter's mild-toned reply. "In fact, it was essential for him to be side by side with that particular bank building, where he could quietly tunnel his way through its back wall and burrow under its floors and eat a passage right through to its vaults."
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