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Indeed, we confess that, notwithstanding his somewhat unedifying end, Tulliver is the only person in "The Mill on the Floss" for whom we can bring ourselves to care much. "The Mill on the Floss," i. 32.
Tulliver had really made great efforts to induce Maggie to wear a leghorn bonnet and a dyed silk frock made out of her aunt Glegg's, but the results had been such that Mrs.
Tulliver, who had her own alarm awakened, "is it so far off as I couldn't wash him and mend him?" "About fifteen miles; that's all," said Mr. Riley. "You can drive there and back in a day quite comfortably. Or Stelling is a hospitable, pleasant man he'd be glad to have you stay." "But it's too far off for the linen, I doubt," said Mrs. Tulliver, sadly.
Tulliver felt strongly; and the impetus which had given unusual rapidity and emphasis to his speech showed itself still unexhausted for some minutes afterward in a defiant motion of the head from side to side, and an occasional "Nay, nay," like a subsiding growl. These angry symptoms were keenly observed by Maggie, and cut her to the quick.
Tulliver says he always will have a good dinner for his friends while he can pay for it," she said; "and he's a right to do as he likes in his own house, sister." "Well, Bessy, I can't leave your children enough out o' my savings to keep 'em from ruin. And you mustn't look to having any o' Mr.
And I feel as if I was a robber. But I'm sure I'd no thought as my brother " The poor woman was interrupted by a rising sob. "Three hundred pounds! oh dear, dear," said Mrs. Tulliver, who, when she had said that her husband had done "unknown" things for his sister, had not had any particular sum in her mind, and felt a wife's irritation at having been kept in the dark.
Then, seeing that Wakem had ridden off, and that no further violence was possible, she slackened her hold and burst into hysteric sobs, while poor Mrs. Tulliver stood by in silence, quivering with fear. But Maggie became conscious that as she was slackening her hold her father was beginning to grasp her and lean on her. The surprise checked her sobs. "I feel ill faintish," he said.
Tulliver to let the Dodsons know that they were not to domineer over him, or more specifically that a male Tulliver was far more than equal to four female Dodsons, even though one of them was Mrs. Glegg.
Tulliver never went the length of quarrelling with her, any more than a water-fowl that puts out its leg in a deprecating manner can be said to quarrel with a boy who throws stones. But this point of the dinner was a tender one, and not at all new, so that Mrs. Tulliver could make the same answer she had often made before. "Mr.
"Go, go!" said Mr. Tulliver reprovingly. "You mustn't say so. You must learn what your master tells you. He knows what it's right for you to learn." In the second term Mr. Stelling had a second pupil Philip, the son of Lawyer Wakem, Mr. Tulliver's standing enemy. Philip was a very old-looking boy, Tom thought.
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