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"I used to," said Leander; "I never touch alcoholic stimulants now, myself." "Wish I didn't. I say, Tweddle, have you been to the Cosmopolitan lately?" "I don't go to music-'alls now," said Leander; "I've give up all that now I'm keeping company."
Tweddle, that is a pretty speech!" said Ada, and she blushed in a manner which appalled the conscience-stricken hairdresser. "There I go again," he thought remorsefully, "putting things in the poor girl's head it ain't right. I'm making myself too pleasant!"
Tweddle, I'll drop the investigator, and speak as man to man. "I know who told you that," said Leander; "it was that Count and his precious friend Braddle!" "Oh, you know them, do you? That's an odd guess for an innocent man, Tweddle!" "They found me out from inquiries at the gardens," said Leander; "and as for guessing, it's in this very paper. So it's me they've gone and implicated, have they?
Collum shut her eyes again. "If at his age he has not acquired the necessary skill for his line in life," she observed, "it would be a very melancholy thing to reflect upon." "Yes, wouldn't it?" agreed Miss Tweddle; "you say very truly, Mrs. Collum. But he's got ideas and notions beyond what you'd expect in a hairdresser haven't you, Leandy?
Tweddle," she said maliciously. "Don't I?" he replied. "Well, so long as you are, it don't matter, Miss Parkinson it don't matter." "But I'm not at least, I didn't that dance," she said. "That soldier man did talk such rubbish, and he trod on my feet twice. I'm so hot! I wonder if it's cooler outside?"
"Secrets, Ada?" cried her sister; "upon my word!" "Why, where's the harm, Mr. Tweddle, now it's all settled?" exclaimed Ada. "Hullo, Tweddle!" cried Jauncy, in some bewilderment. Leander could only cast a look of miserable appeal at him. "Shall I tell them any more, Mr. Tweddle?" said Ada, persistently. "I don't think there's any necessity," he pleaded. "No more do I," put in Bella, archly.
Sir, I had rather play a Caprichio to Calliope herself, than draw my bow across my fiddle before that very man; and yet I'll stake my Cremona to a Jew's trump, which is the greatest musical odds that ever were laid, that I will this moment stop three hundred and fifty leagues out of tune upon my fiddle, without punishing one single nerve that belongs to him Twaddle diddle, tweddle diddle, twiddle diddle, twoddle diddle, twuddle diddle, prut trut krish krash krush.
He dreaded to find the goddess at his elbow; however, to his relief, he found a male stranger, plainly and respectably dressed. "You Mr. Tweddle the hairdresser?" the stranger inquired.
Leandy, you know what I mean; and you've got it with you, I know, because you were told to bring it with you." "Miss Tweddle," interrupted Matilda, hurriedly, "not now. I I don't think Vidler has sent it back yet. I told you, you know "
Could he drop them a warning hint? "Don't you like this Mr. Jauncy, Leander?" whispered Matilda, who had observed his ghastly expression. "I like him well enough," he returned, with an effort; "but I'd rather we had no third parties, I must say." Here Mr. Jauncy came in alone, Miss Tweddle having retired to assist the lady to take off her bonnet. Leander went to meet him.
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