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Crumpler a heavy woman, who, for some reason which nobody ever thought worth inquiry, danced in a clean apron moved so smoothly through the figure that her feet were never seen; conveying to imaginative minds the idea that she rolled on castors. Fancy was dancing with Mr. Shiner.
Things seemed to mean so much more than I had supposed they did. I mean to say, it was a fair crumpler. She paused in her wiping of the glass but did not regard me. I was horribly moved to go to her, but coolly remembered that that sort of thing would never do. "I trust I have said enough," I remarked with entirely recovered dignity. "You have," she said.
But as Crumpler persisted in making another terrific inquiry for David, Matilda could not help closing her eyes and saying, 'O, I shall be gored to death! her head falling back upon Bob's shoulder, which seeing the urgent circumstances, and knowing her delicate nature he had providentially placed in a position to catch her.
It is seldom that a lady shows to advantage after a regular "crumpler," the story of Arabella Churchill notwithstanding; nor, for the matter of that, do men either look the better for the process. No real harm having been done, the ludicrous side of the situation generally presents itself; but Sylla was certainly an exception.
It was now the flat cap of the Paris constable or policeman. The sight was a fair crumpler after the outrageous slander that had been put upon me by this elderly inebriate and his accomplice. I sat up at once, prepared to bully him down a bit. Although I was not sure that I engaged his attention, I told him that his reading could be very well done without and that he might take himself off.
That thing is a fair crumpler." "But surely," put in Mrs. Effie, "you could see that Mrs. Judge Ballard must be one of our best people." "I saw she was a goodish sort," I explained, "but it never occurred to me one would meet her in your best houses.
How long she would have remained in that phase is unknown, for just then her ears were assailed by a loud bass note from the other side, causing her to jump round. 'O la! what dreadful thing is it? she exclaimed, and beheld a cow of Loveday's, of the name of Crumpler, standing close to her shoulder. It being about milking-time, she had come to look up David and hasten on the operation.
You always go there, don't you?" "When I expect to meet any one," trying to throw a sentimental look in his generally laughing brown eyes. "It isn't usually empty: but, of course, you don't go for the skating. You'll never make anything of that." "Any more than you will be of driving," retorted Jack. "Shall you ever forget that crumpler down the bank? Dahlia hasn't recovered the fright yet."
The room became to Dick like a picture in a dream; all that he could remember of it afterwards being the look of the fiddlers going to sleep, as humming-tops sleep, by increasing their motion and hum, together with the figures of grandfather James and old Simon Crumpler sitting by the chimney-corner, talking and nodding in dumb-show, and beating the air to their emphatic sentences like people near a threshing machine.
"Now, then, mate, we can't get the blinking stretcher along this 'ere trench, so we'll 'ave to carry you." "Copped it?" asks an N.C.O. in a whisper. "Gawd! a fair crumpler," mutters the other. "Come on, Ginger, let's get off on the first stage for Blighty. On me back, we does it on me back. 'Ere, boy lumme! turn 'im over, Bill."
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