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Loman kept his promise, and visited Maltby once or twice, becoming each time more familiar with Cripps and his low friends, who made a great deal of him, and flattered him on all possible occasions, so that the boy presently found himself, as he imagined, quite a young hero at the Cockchafer. Meanwhile, naturally, his reading fell behindhand.
I had to go down to Maltby Towers. I came up to town to-day and wired you on the way." He straightened himself and turned towards us. Leonora rose and came down the room. We rose. "Geoffrey," she said, drawling slightly, "I want to introduce you to two friends of mine. They will soon be very famous more famous than you are because they have discovered a germ that is going to keep us all young."
In one respect, his work was a more surprising achievement than Braxton's. For whereas Braxton had been born and bred among his rustics, Maltby knew his aristocrats only through Thackeray, through the photographs and paragraphs in the newspapers, and through those passionate excursions of his to Rotten Row. Yet I found his aristocrats as convincing as Braxton's rustics.
And my shame was the deeper and hotter because he, if you please, stared straight at me with the utmost haughtiness. To be cut deliberately cut by HIM! I was, I still am, furious at having had that happen to me. People still go on comparing Thackeray and Dickens, quite cheerfully. But the fashion of comparing Maltby and Braxton went out so long ago as 1795. No, I am wrong.
"The mystery in that quarter is thicker than ever," he said. "I have traced her to a shop at Frizinghall, kept by a linen draper named Maltby. She bought nothing whatever at any of the other drapers' shops, or at any milliners' or tailors' shops; and she bought nothing at Maltby's but a piece of long cloth. She was very particular in choosing a certain quality.
But when Uncle Peter Stower died and left most of his property to his four nieces, Mr. Howbridge, the lawyer, had come for the Kenway sisters and established them in the old Corner House. For in Bloomingsburg the Kenways had lived among very poor people, and were very poor themselves. With them, to the old mansion, had come Aunt Sarah Maltby.
I wasn't going to write about the British aristocracy, nor about any kind of supernatural presence.... I did write a novel my last while I was at Vaule. "Mr. and Mrs. Robinson." Did you ever come across a copy of it? I nodded gravely. 'Ah; I wasn't sure, said Maltby, 'whether it was ever published. A dreary affair, wasn't it? I knew a great deal about suburban life.
Well, we've had a grand night; and it's a sign, I believe, as we're going to have some rare bright sunshine on our temperance work." "I trust and believe so, indeed," rejoined Mr Maltby, and they parted. That meeting was never forgotten in Crossbourne, but was always spoken of as emphatically the great Crossbourne Temperance Meeting.
It was a few days after the accident on the line by which the miserable Joe Wright was hurried into eternity, that the vicar, who was coming out of the cottage of poor Joe's widow, met Thomas Bradly as he was on his way home from his work. Both looked very grave; and Mr Maltby said, "I see, Thomas, that you feel, as I do, what a shocking accident this has been.
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