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"An 'appy woman your mother will be when she hears it. But I always said you'd come down right side uppermost." "Handsome is as handsome does," said Miss Spruce. "Oh, Mr Eames!" exclaimed Mrs Lupex, with graceful enthusiasm, "I wish you joy from the very depth of my heart. It is such an elegant appointment." "Accept the hand of a true and disinterested friend," said Lupex.
Amelia did tell me; only you won't mention it." "Of course, I won't." "She told me that Lupex sometimes was obliged to run away from her. He goes down to the theatre, and remains there two or three days at a time. Then she goes to fetch him, and there is no end of a row in the house." "The fact is, he drinks," said Cradell.
"He's there upstairs in the drawing-room, the very picture of disconsolateness." "Who, Cradell?" "Lupex is. He's been drinking a little, I'm afraid; but he's very unhappy, indeed. He had an appointment to meet his wife here at four o'clock, and when he came he found her gone. He rushed up into their room, and now he says she has broken open a box he had and taken off all his money."
But she took in every word that he spoke, and disputed their truth inwardly with all the strength of her heart and mind, and with the very vehemence of her soul. "As if a woman cannot bear more than a man!" she said to herself, as she walked the length of the room alone, when she had got herself free from the doctor's arm. Mrs Lupex and Amelia Roper
Make up to a married woman, indeed. No; I'm the last man in London to do that sort of thing." "Upon my word, Caudle, I think you are," said Fisher; "the very last man." And then poor Cradell was not happy. On that afternoon he boldly went to Burton Crescent, and ate his dinner there. Neither Mr nor Mrs Lupex were to be seen, nor were their names mentioned to him by Mrs Roper.
Amelia Roper! Look here, Caudle; if she makes up to you this evening, as I've no doubt she will, for she seems to be playing that game constantly now, just let her have her fling. Never mind me; I'll amuse myself with Mrs Lupex, or Miss Spruce." "But there'll be the deuce to pay with Mrs Lupex. She's as cross as possible already whenever Amelia speaks to me.
"James," said Mrs Roper to her son, who was now in the room, "I think you'd better stay with Mr Lupex while we are at dinner. Come, Miss Spruce, I'm very sorry that you should be annoyed by this kind of thing." "It don't hurt me," said Miss Spruce, preparing to leave the room. "I'm only an old woman."
His little affair with Mrs Lupex was quite platonic and safe. As for doing any real harm, his principles, as he assured his friend, were too high. Mrs Lupex was a woman of talent, whom no one seemed to understand, and, therefore, he had taken some pleasure in studying her character. It was merely a study of character, and nothing more.
I need hardly say that Miss Roper, in writing her letter, had been aware of all this, and that Johnny's position had been carefully prepared for him by his affectionate sweetheart. Social Life Mr and Mrs Lupex had eaten a sweetbread together in much connubial bliss on that day which had seen Cradell returning to Mrs Roper's hospitable board.
So I took up my hat, and deliberately walked out of the front door. "Tell him," said I to Jemima, "that I'm not at home." And so I went away direct to Fisher's, meaning to send him back to Lupex as my friend; but Fisher was at his chess-club. As I thought there was no time to be lost on such an occasion as this, I went down to the club and called him out. You know what a cool fellow Fisher is.
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