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"Therefore the man is a liar. A long story has to be told, as to which at present I can only guess what may be the nature. I presume the story will be the same as that you would have told had the man never come here." "Exactly the same, Dr. Wortle." "Therefore you will own that I am right in asking you to sit down. The story may be very long, that is, if you mean to tell it." "I do, and did.
I seem now to care nothing for all that. I can look them back again with bold eyes and a brazen face, and tell them that their hardness is at any rate as bad as my impurity." "We have not looked at you like that," said Mrs. Wortle. "No; and therefore I send to you in my trouble, and tell you all this.
"I have not said so." "It comes to that. I know how good you are; how much I owe to you. I know that Dr. Wortle and yourself have been so kind to us, that were I not grateful beyond expression I should be the meanest human creature. Do not suppose that I am angry or vexed with you because you condemn me. It is necessary that you should do so.
Peacocke, he simply whispered the fate of the letters. "After what you said I destroyed what I had written." "Perhaps it was as well," said Mr. Puddicombe. When the telegram came to say that Mr. Peacocke was at Liverpool, Mrs. Peacocke was anxious immediately to rush up to London. But she was restrained by the Doctor, or rather by Mrs. Wortle under the Doctor's orders. "No, my dear; no.
I think you are as much bound to obey him, which you can only do by remaining here." "I would wish to obey him, certainly." "You ought to do so, from the peculiar circumstances more especially. Don't trouble your mind about the school, but do as he desired. There is no question but that you must do so. Good-bye. Mrs. Wortle or I will come and see you to-morrow."
Wortle himself, have been guilty of similar deceit had it fallen upon him to have to defend a woman who had been true and affectionate to him? Mr. Puddicombe would have left the woman to break her heart and have gone away and done his duty like a Christian, feeling no tugging at his heart-strings. It was so that our Doctor spoke to himself of his counsellor, sitting there alone in his library.
Indeed she did not really suspect the visitor, who was one too ingenuous in his nature to preconcert so subtle and so wicked a scheme. The visitor, of course, had been Lord Carstairs. "Was he here long?" asked Mrs. Wortle anxiously. "Two or three hours, mamma. He rode over from Buttercup where he is staying, for a cricket match, and of course I got him some lunch."
Wortle as a girl declared that Mary had inherited also her mother's peculiar softness and complexion. For many years past none of the pupils had been received within the parsonage, unless when received there as guests, which was of frequent occurrence.
Any question as to the charges made by him as schoolmaster was unendurable. He explained to all parents that he charged for each boy at the rate of two hundred a-year for board, lodging, and tuition, and that anything required for a boy's benefit or comfort beyond that ordinarily supplied would be charged for as an extra at such price as Dr. Wortle himself thought to be an equivalent.
Wortle there was, unfortunately, misunderstanding, and almost feud for the entire ten years during which his lordship reigned in the Palace of Broughton. This Bishop of Broughton had been one of that large batch of Low Church prelates who were brought forward under Lord Palmerston. Among them there was none more low, more pious, more sincere, or more given to interference. To teach Mr.
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