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"What are you prying into?" repeated the lawyer, angrily; "are you not aware, sir, that this is my private apartment? What has induced you to presume in such a manner?" Verty was almost terrified by the sternness of these cold words, and looked down.
"Oh, no only thinking," said Verty, smiling; "I can't get out of the habit, and I really don't think I heard you. But I can't stop. Here's a note Redbud asked me to give you for Fanny. She said you might be going up to old Scowley's " "Might be! I rather think I am! Ah, Miss Redbud, you are a mischievous one. But why take the trouble to say that of the divine sex?
"Now, I mean, Redbud," she said, "that while Verty may be, and no doubt is, all that you could wish in a friend, you still ought not to encourage him, and continue your injudicious friendship. Far be it from me to insist upon the necessity of classes in the community, and the impropriety of marrying those who are uncongenial in taste and habit, and "
Roundjacket was clad in a handsome dressing-gown, and was heading, or essaying to read for he had the rheumatism in his right shoulder a roll of manuscript. Beside him lay a ruler, which he grasped, and made a movement of hospitable reception with, as Verty came in. "Welcome, welcome, my young friend," said Roundjacket; "you see me laid up, sir"
And bounding lightly into the saddle a movement which caused the pigeon to open and flutter its wings Verty smiled on the old woman, placed his hand on his breast, and touched Cloud with his heel. Cloud shook his head, and set forward cheerfully, Longears galloping by his master's side.
The Squire bursts into a roar of laughter, and leaving the table, follows her, and is heard making numerous apologies for his wickedness in the next room. He returns with the mischievious smile, and says: "There, Verty! you are a splendid fellow, but you committed a blunder." And laughing, the Squire adds: "Will you come and see the titles, Rushton?"
Redbud did not discover how much she loved Verty, until she was gone from him, and the fresh music of his laughter was no longer in her ears. Then she found that he held a very different place in her heart from what she had supposed; or rather, to speak more accurately, she did not reflect in the least upon the matter, but only felt that he was not there near her, and that she was not happy.
Jinks went along, thus absorbed in his dreams of vengeance, he chanced to raise his head; which movement made him aware of the fact that a gentleman with whom he was well acquainted rode in the same direction with himself that is to say, toward Bousch's tavern. This was Verty, who, absorbed as completely by his own thoughts as was Mr.
Who was Iliad, and what was Homer?" Mr. Roundjacket flourished his ruler, despairingly. "You'll never write a poem, and you'll never be in love!" he said, with solemn emphasis. "Oh, you are wrong!" said Verty, laying his violin on the desk, and caressing Longears. "I think I'm in love now, Mr. Roundjacket!" "What?" "I'm in love." "With whom?" "Redbud," said Verty.
"Very true," said the clerk, laying down his pen, "and as everything is best done in order, we will go at once." Roundjacket opened Mr. Rushton's door, and informed him where he was going, and for what purpose a piece of information which was received with a growl, and various muttered ejaculations. Verty had already put on his fur hat.
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