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He wished now, with all his heart, that he had run away while he had the chance; but it was too late. "I hope they'll do it with a revolver, and not a knife," he thought. "Oh, my poor Matilda! you little know what I'm going through just now, and what'll be going through me in another minute!" A hoarse voice under the window called out, "Tweddle!" He lay still.
But there, we won't talk about it any more, so long as you forgive me; and you do, don't you?" She hid her face against his shoulder, in answer, from which he drew a favourable conclusion; but Miss Tweddle was not so easily pacified. "And is this all the explanation you're going to give," she demanded, "for treating this poor child the way you've done, and neglecting her shameful like this?
Perhaps he would have been better pleased by a little less insensibility, a touch of surprise and pleasure on her part at meeting him again, as he allowed himself to show in a remark that his absence did not seem to have affected her to any great extent. "I don't know what you expected, Mr. Tweddle," she replied. "Ought I to have cried both my eyes out?
You were ready enough to go just now. You've a better reason than that!" "James, I'll tell you the truth; I have. So you can see for yourself that a meeting might be awkward for all parties concerned; and I really must get out, James!" Jauncy forced him back. "It's all nonsense, Tweddle," he said, "you can't back out of it now! Don't make a fuss about nothing.
You're not very polite to me this evening, I must say." "What am I to do?" he said distractedly. "This ring is my engagement ring; it's valuable. I can't go away without it!" "The statue won't run away you can come back again, by-and-by. You don't expect me to spend the rest of the evening out here? I never thought you could be rude to a lady, Mr. Tweddle." "No more I can," he said.
"Leander Tweddle," she said, in a hissing whisper, "what is that young person talking about? Who who is this 'Ada'? I insist upon being told." "If you want to know, ask her," he retorted desperately.
He saw with relief that Ada did not appear to have mentioned the statue, and so he said he had been "strolling about." "And Ada left to take care of herself!" said Bella, spitefully. "You are polite, Mr. Tweddle, I must say!" "I haven't complained, Bella, that I know of," said Ada. "And Mr. Tweddle and I quite understand each other, don't we?"
I sat up for you, sir; all night I sat up." "The fact of the matter is, Tweddle," said Bilbow, who had become suddenly affable and condescending, "I found myself reduced, so to speak, to make use of you as a false clue, if you catch my meaning?" "I can't say I do quite understand, sir."
That lady sitting there on the sofa is Mrs. Collum, and this gentleman is a friend of your gentleman's, and my nephew, Leandy." "Oh, thank you," said Bella, "but I've no occasion to be told Mr. Tweddle's name; we have met before haven't we, Mr. Tweddle?" He looked at her, and saw her brows clouded, and her nose and mouth with a pinched look about them. She was annoyed with him evidently but why?
But, in one of the leading West End thoroughfares there is a large and prosperous hair-cutting saloon, over which the name of "Tweddle" glitters resplendent, and the books of which would prove too much for Matilda, even if more domestic duties had not begun to claim her attention. Leander's troubles are at end.
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