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In place of Miss Knag being stationed in her accustomed seat, preserving all the dignity and greatness of Madame Mantalini's representative, that worthy soul was reposing on a large box, bathed in tears, while three or four of the young ladies in close attendance upon her, together with the presence of hartshorn, vinegar, and other restoratives, would have borne ample testimony, even without the derangement of the head-dress and front row of curls, to her having fainted desperately.
'Will it not slap and pinch the envious dowager, that dares to reflect upon its own delicious? But the day of Mr Mantalini's blandishments had departed. 'Miss Knag, sir, said his wife, 'is my particular friend; and although Mr Mantalini leered till his eyes seemed in danger of never coming back to their right places again, Madame Mantalini showed no signs of softening.
'I'll walk with you part of the way, my dear, said Miss Knag, 'for you must go very near our house; and as it's quite dark, and our last servant went to the hospital a week ago, with St Anthony's fire in her face, I shall be glad of your company.
'No there is not, indeed, Miss Knag, replied the substitute; 'and so I won't tell you no stories about it. 'Then why isn't there? said Miss Knag. 'Because there arn't no coals left out, and if I could make coals I would, but as I can't I won't, and so I make bold to tell you, Mem, replied Mrs Blockson.
'Charming creature, isn't she, Miss Nickleby? said Miss Knag, rubbing her hands together. 'I have seen very little of her, said Kate. 'I hardly know yet. 'Have you seen Mr Mantalini? inquired Miss Knag. 'Yes; I have seen him twice. 'Isn't HE a charming creature? 'Indeed he does not strike me as being so, by any means, replied Kate. 'No, my dear! cried Miss Knag, elevating her hands.
'I beg your pardon, Madame Mantalini, what did you say last? asked Miss Knag, trembling. 'You needn't return, repeated the superior, sharply.
Miss Knag here relapsed into softness, and the young ladies renewing their attentions, murmured that she ought to be superior to such things, and that for their part they despised them, and considered them beneath their notice; in witness whereof, they called out, more emphatically than before, that it was a shame, and that they felt so angry, they did, they hardly knew what to do with themselves.
There had existed not a little desire in the room, according to invariable custom, when any new 'young person' came, to know who Kate was, and what she was, and all about her; but, although it might have been very naturally increased by her appearance and emotion, the knowledge that it pained her to be questioned, was sufficient to repress even this curiosity; and Miss Knag, finding it hopeless to attempt extracting any further particulars just then, reluctantly commanded silence, and bade the work proceed.
'Why, that Mr Watkins, my dear, said Mrs Nickleby slowly, as if she were making a tremendous effort to recollect something of paramount importance; 'that Mr Watkins he wasn't any relation, Miss Knag will understand, to the Watkins who kept the Old Boar in the village; by-the-bye, I don't remember whether it was the Old Boar or the George the Third, but it was one of the two, I know, and it's much the same that Mr Watkins said, when you were only two years and a half old, that you were one of the most astonishing children he ever saw.
Miss Knag, having passed this comment on the world, in the tone in which most people do pass comments on the world when they are out of temper, that is to say, as if they by no means belonged to it, concluded by heaving a sigh, wherewith she seemed meekly to compassionate the wickedness of mankind.
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