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Thus he was constantly addressed, even in minor notes on business, as 'Dear Rumty'; in answer to which, he sedately signed himself, 'Yours truly, R. Wilfer. He was clerk in the drug-house of Chicksey, Veneering, and Stobbles.
Wilfer debauched and demoralised by drink was disposed to look at the worst side of things; and from this point of view thought she meant the reverse of what she said. "Would you be very much cut up," he said slyly, "if she wasn't able to trouble you any more or answer awkward questions, miss?" She turned on him with a fierceness that made him recoil.
Mrs Wilfer did the honours of the first glass by proclaiming: 'R. W. I drink to you. 'Thank you, my dear. And I to you. 'Pa and Ma! said Bella. 'Permit me, Mrs Wilfer interposed, with outstretched glove. 'No. I think not. I drank to your papa. If, however, you insist on including me, I can in gratitude offer no objection.
Wilfer did the honors of the first glass by proclaiming: "R. W., I drink to you." "Thank you, my dear. And I to you." "Pa and Ma!" said Bella. "Permit me," Mrs. Wilfer interposed, with outstretched glove. "No. I think not. I drank to your Pa. If, however, you insist on including me, I can in gratitude offer no objection."
'I must request, sir, said Bella, taking refuge in a touch of timely resentment, 'that I may not be questioned. You must excuse me if I decline to be cross-examined. 'Oh, Miss Wilfer, this is hardly charitable. I ask you nothing but what your own emphasis suggests. However, I waive even that question. But what I have declared, I take my stand by.
So many, that when one of his dutiful children called in to see him, R. Wilfer generally seemed to say to himself, after a little mental arithmetic, 'Oh! here's another of 'em! before adding aloud, 'How de do, John, or Susan, as the case might be. 'Well Piggywiggies, said R. W., 'how de do to-night?
Oh, yes, my friend, you were good at 'calling' things." "Look here," growled Wilfer, getting his word in at last. "You just stow it, I don't know you " "No, I know you don't," said his companion imperturbably, "But you will; oh, yes, you will! Let us go back to Canterbury, where you manufactured such beautiful pictures." Wilfer moved uneasily.
I want her, an' I'm agoin' to have her, so you'd better own up where she is." Adrien turned to the others, who were standing silent in their astonishment. "This man," said Leroy, "has a fancied grievance against me; I know nothing of where this girl is, or what has become of her." "That's false!" retorted Wilfer.
Two or three times during this short address, the cherub addressed had made chubby motions towards a chair. The gentleman now took it, laying a hesitating hand on a corner of the table, and with another hesitating hand lifting the crown of his hat to his lips, and drawing it before his mouth. 'The gentleman, R. W., said Mrs Wilfer, 'proposes to take your apartments by the quarter.
Miss Lavvy came out to open the gate, waited on by that attentive cavalier and friend of the family, Mr George Sampson. 'Why, it's never Bella! exclaimed Miss Lavvy starting back at the sight. And then bawled, 'Ma! Here's Bella! This produced, before they could get into the house, Mrs Wilfer. Who, standing in the portal, received them with ghostly gloom, and all her other appliances of ceremony.
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