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Sir Raffle Buffle presented his compliments to Mr Toogood, and could Mr Toogood favour Sir R. B. with the present address of Mr John Eames. "Old fox," said Mr Toogood; "but then such a stupid old fox! As if it was likely that I should have peached on Johnny if anything was wrong."
Then there had been a doubt whether he would ever earn his daily bread, and he had been a very heavy burden on the slight family resources in the matter of jackets and trousers. The pride taken in our Johnny had not been great, though the love felt for him had been warm. But gradually things had changed, and John Eames had become heroic in his mother's eyes.
And he spoke almost in a whisper, very slowly; and when Sir Raffle joked, and Sir Raffle often would joke, he not only did not laugh, but he absolutely sighed. "Is there anything the matter with you, Eames?" asked Sir Raffle. "I am in great trouble," said John Eames. "And what is your trouble?" "It is essential for the honour of one of my family that I should be at Florence by this day week.
"Don't trouble yourself to do that. You must take care of Sir Raffle Buffle, you know." "I shan't go near Sir Raffle Buffle to-morrow, nor yet the next day. You mustn't suppose that I am afraid of Sir Raffle Buffle." "You are only afraid of Lily Dale." From all which it may be seen that Mrs Arabin and John Eames had become very intimate on their way home.
And it is the tibia not of a saint, but of a young cow or calf. We may mention, in passing, that we hold a diploma in anatomy from the Palermitan Faculty of Medicine." That was Father Capocchio's way: bald to coarseness, whenever he lacked occasion to be obscene. To Mr. Eames it would have mattered little, A PRIORI, whether the relic was a femur or a tibia, a cow or man.
Crosbie is secretary at the Committee Office where Scuffles was chairman before he came here; and of course they're as thick as thieves. I shouldn't wonder if they didn't make him go down and apologise." "Johnny won't do that," said the other. In the meantime John Eames was standing in the august presence.
And as for John Eames, in those bitter moments of her reflection she almost wished the same in regard to him. If he would only cease to be her lover, he might be very well; but he was not very well to her as long as his pretensions were dinned into her ear by everybody who knew her. And then she told herself that John would have a better chance if he had been content to plead for himself.
With an ungainly and most courageous leap, Eames sprang out on this antique bridge, as the only possible mode of escape from the maniac. He sat astride of it, still in his academic gown, dangling his long thin legs, and considering further chances of flight.
"Mr Eames," said Madalina raising herself on her sofa, "if you can not express yourself in language more suitable to the occasion and to the scene than that, I think that you had better " "Hold my tongue." "Just so; though I should not have chosen myself to use words so abruptly discourteous." "What did I say; jolly as a sandboy? There is nothing wrong in that.
"I mean to say nothing of the kind. I only mean to say that I am going away from Burton Crescent." "John Eames, I wonder what you think will come to you! Will you answer me this; have I had a promise from you, a distinct promise, over and over again, or have I not?" "I don't know about a distinct promise " "Well, well! I did think that you was a gentleman that would not go back from your word.
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