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"Then he is," asserted the Major; "for Patsy's always right, even when she's wrong. I've had me eye on that man Hucks already, for he's the merriest faced villain I ever encountered. Do you say he's shy with you girls?" "He seems afraid of us, or suspicious, and won't let us talk to him," answered Beth. "Leave him to me," proposed the Major, turning a stern face but twinkling eyes upon the group.
The coals, as he knew though he did not propose to tell the Doctor, at any rate just yet had been delivered by Sam Bossom. Of complicity in any such plot as this Sam was by nature incapable. On the other hand, Sam was just the fellow to help a couple of children out of mere kindness of heart. Mr. Hucks decided to have a talk with Sam before committing himself.
You inform me that Hucks is eager for money and acts like a miser. I've seen the time I was eager for money meself, and there's not a miserly hair on me bald head. But exceptions prove the rule. I'll watch our smiling Thomas and make a report later." Within half an hour he was telling Hucks a funny story and slapping the old man upon the back as familiarly as if he had known him for years.
A carriage umbrella, for example, set you speculating on the vicissitudes of human greatness. When the collection impinged upon Mr. Hucks so that he could not shave without knocking his elbow, he would hold an auction, and effect a partial clearance; and this would happen about once in four years.
You won't want no more'n a tent, I said, 'an' next to no scenery; an' me an' Arthur Miles could be the Babes in the Wood or the Princes in the Tower for you, with 'Dolph to fill up the gaps." "Darn me," said Mr. Hucks, staring, "if you're not the cleverest for your size!" "'Eav'nly that was Mrs. Mortimer's word for it; an' Mr. Mortimer said 'twas the dream of 'is life, to pop " "Eh?"
Fetch me a list of the pious persons that have lent their names to this swindle. You, Mr. Hucks, take me upstairs; I'll explore this den from garret to basement, though it cost my stomach all that by the smell I judge it will. And you, Sam Bossom here's a five-pound note: take it to the nearest pastry-cook's and buy up the stock.
'Ucks? And what might you be wantin', Mr. 'Ucks?" "Nineteen pound ten," Mr. Hucks answered tersely. "Then you can't 'ave it." "That's a pity." He appeared to ruminate for a second or two. "And I can't offer to take it out in orphans, neither. Very well, then, I must see Glasson." "You can't; 'e's not at 'ome." "That's a worse pity.
It had scanty white locks and a fringe of white whiskers under the chin, and these framed a smiling face and features that were extremely winning in expression. No one could remember ever seeing Old Hucks when he was not smiling, and the expression was neither set nor inane, but so cheery and bright that you were tempted to smile with him, without knowing why.
"My anxiety is natural, I should hope." "No it ain't," said Mr. Hucks with brutal candour. "And that's what's the matter with it. What's more, you come to me. Now," with continued candour, "I ain't what you might call a model Christian; but likewise you don't reckon me the sort that would help you pick up orphans just for the fun of handin' 'em over to you to starve. So I conclude," Mr.
'DEAR MR. HUCKS, This comes to say that we are not at Holmness yet, but getting on. This place is called Sharpness, and does a big trade, and the size of the shipping would make you wonder, after Bursfield. We left S.B. and the M.'s at Stratford, as per my favour "What does that mean?" asked the scribe, looking up. "It's what they always put into business letters." "But what does it mean?"
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