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'I'm going in, Uncle Anthony, she said; 'do come, too, as soon as you can; don't quarrel about it any more ask them to give you back the poor goose, and I'll take it into the yard again; it ought to go at once. 'Let me manage it my own way, said Mr. Humpage, testily. 'May I trouble you, Mr. Lightowler, to kindly hand me over that bird when you have quite finished with it? he added.
They were all looking at a large grey gander, which was unquestionably trespassing at that moment; but it was unjust to say, as Mr. Lightowler had said, that they were giving it any encouragement; the prevailing anxiety seemed to be to recover it, but as the fence was not low, and Mr. Humpage not young enough to care to scale it, they were obliged to wait the good pleasure of the bird.
But if there was some want of thought in the evil he had done, the want of thought in this case arose from a constitutional want of heart. 'Well, Jane, said Mr. Lightowler one evening, when he had invited himself to dine and sleep at the house in Malakoff Terrace, 'I suppose you haven't heard anything of that grand young gentleman of yours yet?
Mark's performances at his first examination, as has been said, had not been calculated to encourage his uncle's hopes, but the latter had been slightly mollified by his nephew's spirit in carrying off the Cambridge scholarship soon afterwards, and with the idea of having one more attempt to 'see his money back, Mr. Lightowler had consented to keep him for the necessary time at the University.
And so, as has been said, he was not at his ease. Mr. Lightowler appeared as St. Clement Danes struck half-past one; he was in high good-humour, jubilant, and ruddy.
The too-zealous Wilcox brought the trap round. ''Ave you been round to see about that bird next door? Mr. Lightowler asked rather anxiously, as the man stood by the mare's head. 'Yessir, said Wilcox, with a grin; 'I went and saw Mr.
And then a large red-faced person came in, with a puffy important mouth, a fringe of whiskers meeting under his chin, and what Trixie, in speaking privately of her relative's personal appearance, described as 'little piggy eyes, which had, however, a twinkle of a rather primitive kind of humour in them. Solomon Lightowler was a brother of Mrs.
You can summon me till you're black in the face! But in spite of these brave words Mr. Lightowler was really not a little alarmed by the threat. 'We shall see about that, said the other again, viciously. 'And now, once more, will you give me back my poor bird? Mark thought it had gone far enough.
I never thought to be so pleased with yer. 'You need not have shown your pleasure by sending him a marked copy. 'I was afraid he wouldn't see it if I didn't, explained Mr. Lightowler, 'and I owed him one over that gander, which he summonsed me for, and got his summons dismissed for his trouble. But I've not forgotten it.
'What have I got against him, Solomon? echoed his sister in supreme amazement. 'Yes; what's he done to set you all shaking your heads at? 'Why, surely there's no need to tell you? Well, first there's his ingratitude to you, after all you've done for him! 'Put me out of the question! said Mr. Lightowler, with a magnanimous sweep of his hand, 'I can take care of myself, I should 'ope.
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