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Wilfrud, becas I'm a widde and just an abom'nation to garls, poor darlin's! And twenty shindies per dime we've been havin', and me such a placable body, if ye'll onnly let m' explode. I'm all powder, avery bit! and might ha' been christened Saltpetre, if born a boy. She hasn't so much as a shot to kill a goose, says Chump, poor fella! But he went, annyway. I must kiss somebody when I talk of 'm.
I seem to like her next best to the Queen already. "I have another plan. Ye'd better keep to the old; but it's two paths, I suppose, to one point. Another plan. Come to me at the Dolphin, where I am alone. Oh, Lord! 'Alone, with a line under it, Mr. Wilfrud! But there the arr'stocracy needn't matter a bit." "It's a very singular proceeding not the less," said Wilfrid.
"The lady you have called down is here," said Arabella's cold glance, in answer to his. They sat with folded hands while Wilfrid turned to Mrs. Chump, who advanced, a shock of blue satin to the eye, crying, on a jump: "Is ut Mr. Wilfrud?" "It's I, ma'am." Wilfrid bowed, and the censorious ladies could not deny that, his style was good, if his object was to be familiar.
She wailed and wept so that the ladies exchanged compassionate looks, and Arabella rose to press her hand and diminish her distress. Wilfrid saw that his work would be undone in a moment, and waved her to her seat. The action was perceived by Mrs. Chump. "Oh, Mr. Wilfrud! my dear! and a soldier! and you that was my favourut!
I'd say to Chump, 'Oh, if ye'd only been born a lord, or would just get yourself struck a knight on one o' your shoulders, oh, Chump! I'd say, 'it wouldn't be necessary to be rememberin' always the words of the cerr'mony about lovin' and honourin' and obeyin' of a little whistle of a fella like you. Poor lad! he couldn't stop for his luck! Did ye ask me to take wine, Mr. Wilfrud?
And weak as he is on 's legs, poor fells; which marr'ge 'll cure, bein' a certain rem'dy." "Mrs. Chump! I beg you to listen." "Mr. Wilfrud! and I can see too, and it's three weeks and ye kissed little Belloni in the passage, outside this vary door, and out in the garden."
Chump; "and if you've got a yacht, Mr. Wilfrud, won't ye have a great parcel o' the arr'stocracy on board?" "You may spy a title by the aid of a telescope," said Wilfrid. "And I'm to come, I am?" "Are you not elected captain?" "Oh, if ye've got lords and real ladies on board, I'll come, be sure of ut! I'll be as sick as a cat, I will. But, I'll come, if it's the rroon of my stomach.
"Will you give me your assurance now that you will go, to be our guest again subsequently?" "In writin' and in words, Mr. Wilfrud!" "Answer me, ma'am." "I will, Mr. Wilfrud; and Mr. Braintop's a witness, knowin' the nature of an oath. There naver was a more sacrud promus. Says Pole, 'Martha " Wilfrid changed his tactics.
Chump; "and if you've got a yacht, Mr. Wilfrud, won't ye have a great parcel o' the arr'stocracy on board?" "You may spy a title by the aid of a telescope," said Wilfrid. "And I'm to come, I am?" "Are you not elected captain?" "Oh, if ye've got lords and real ladies on board, I'll come, be sure of ut! I'll be as sick as a cat, I will. But, I'll come, if it's the rroon of my stomach.
Mr. Wilfrud, I'll take the girls, and entitle myself to you." Arabella was the first victim. Her remonstrance was inarticulate. Cornelia's "Madam!" was smothered. Adela behaved better, being more consciously under Wilfrid's eye; she prepared her pocket-handkerchief, received the salute, and deliberately effaced it. "There!" said Mrs. Chump; "duty to begin with. And now for you, Mr. Wilfrud."
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