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'The natural curiosity which forms the sole ornament of my professional museum, he resumes, 'hereupon desires his Secretary an individual of the hermit-crab or oyster species, and whose name, I think, is Chokesmith but it doesn't in the least matter say Artichoke to put himself in communication with Lizzie Hexam. Artichoke professes his readiness so to do, endeavours to do so, but fails.
'Mr Headstone, have you heard the news? This news about the fellow, Mr Eugene Wrayburn? That he is killed? 'He is dead, then! exclaimed Bradley. Young Hexam standing looking at him, he moistened his lips with his tongue, looked about the room, glanced at his former pupil, and looked down.
I hope it's mutual. Bradley glanced distrustfully at the shrewd face again bending over the work, and said, trying to conquer doubt and hesitation: 'I hope you don't imply that my visit will be unacceptable to Hexam's sister? 'There! Don't call her that. I can't bear you to call her that, returned Miss Wren, snapping her fingers in a volley of impatient snaps, 'for I don't like Hexam.
"But I thought a peer could not be in the House of Commons." "He can't." "Then how can you be?" "I am not a peer." He looked very much annoyed. "But you are Lord Hexam." He answered, sulkily: "I happen to be the son of a peer." "Are you irritated because I know nothing about you?" asked Isabel, cruelly. "Do you suppose I have wasted my time in England reading Burke?"
'I beg your pardon, Mr Headstone, but I couldn't help wondering what in the world brought HIM here! Though he said it as if his wonder were past at the same time resuming the walk it was not lost upon the master that he looked over his shoulder after speaking, and that the same perplexed and pondering frown was heavy on his face. 'You don't appear to like your friend, Hexam?
He was my pupil for a long time, and has got on and gone upward rapidly. The name of Hexam. The name of Lizzie Hexam. He seemed to be a shy man, struggling against nervousness, and spoke in a very constrained way. The break he set between his last two sentences was quite embarrassing to his hearer. 'Yes, replied Mr Milvey. 'We are going down to see her. 'I gathered as much, sir.
I know something more than your name about you; I knew something about Gaffer Hexam. When did you last set eyes upon his daughter? 'When did I last set eyes upon his daughter, T'otherest Governor? repeated Mr Riderhood, growing intentionally slower of comprehension as the other quickened in his speech. 'Yes. Not to speak to her. To see her anywhere?
Such were the circumstances that had brought together, Bradley Headstone and young Charley Hexam that autumn evening. Autumn, because full half a year had come and gone since the bird of prey lay dead upon the river-shore.
Pulling at a handle within her reach, she said, with a pleased laugh: 'Now here, for instance, is a grown-up that's my particular friend! and Lizzie Hexam in a black dress entered the room. 'Charley! You! Taking him to her arms in the old way of which he seemed a little ashamed she saw no one else. 'There, there, there, Liz, all right my dear. See! Here's Mr Headstone come with me.
Mortimer looked at the boy, and the boy looked at the bran-new pilgrims on the wall, going to Canterbury in more gold frame than procession, and more carving than country. 'Whose writing is this? 'Mine, sir. 'Who told you to write it? 'My father, Jesse Hexam. 'Is it he who found the body? 'Yes, sir. 'What is your father?
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