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Puffington scrawled a miserable-looking note, explaining how very ill he was, how he regretted being deprived of Mr. Sponge's agreeable society, but hoping that it would suit Mr. Sponge to return as soon as he was better and pay the remainder of his visit a pretty intelligible notice to quit, and one which even the cool Mr. Sponge was rather at a loss how to parry.
She would willingly have given the girl the five shillings; but she thought it was beginning at the wrong end. She wanted to try her. Beside, she knew there was more pleasure, as well as honor, in possessing five shillings of one's own saving, than of another's giving. Betty promised to obey. She owned she had got no good by the company or the liquor at Mrs. Sponge's.
Sponge's customers did, whom she had often looked up to with envy, little expecting herself ever to attain so independent a station. Mrs. Sponge was an artful woman. Bad as she was, she was always aiming at something of a character; this was a great help to her trade.
Jog's charms, nor the voluble enunciation of 'Obin and Ichard, followed by 'Bah, bah, black sheep, &c, from that wonderful boy, Gustavus James, mend matters; for the young rogue having been in Mr. Sponge's room while Murry Ann was doing it out, had torn the back off Sponge's Mogg, and made such a mess of his tooth-brush, by cleaning his shoes with it, as never was seen. Mr.
Jog slept badly again, and arose next morning full of projects for getting rid of his impudent, unceremonious, free-and-easy guest. Having tried both an up and a downstairs shout, he now went out and planted himself immediately under Mr. Sponge's bedroom window, and, clearing his voice, commenced his usual vociferations. 'Bartholo m e w! whined he. 'Bartholo m e w! repeated he, somewhat louder.
'Who have we here? asked Miss Glitters, as a ponderous, parti-coloured clown, on a great, curly-coated cart-horse, brought up the rear. 'Early callers, observed Captain Seedeybuck, eating away complacently. 'Friends of Mr. Sponge's, most likely, suggested Captain Quod. 'Some of the little Sponges come to see their pa, p'raps, lisped Miss Howard, pretending to be shocked after she had said it.
He saw Sponge's preparations for departure with an unconcerned air, and a 'sorry you're going, was all that accompanied an imitation shake, or rather touch of the hand, on leaving.
Puffington passed the wine and gave as a toast 'Success to the handicap. 'Well, at length said Jack, having apparently struck a balance, 'hands in pocket, gen'lemen. If this is an award, Mr. Pacey's gold watch and appurts gives Mr. Sponge's chestnut horse seventy golden sovereigns. Show money, whispered Jack to Pacey, adding, 'I'll stand the shot.
We need scarcely say it was that terrible room the best; with three creaking, ill-fitting windows, and heavy crimson satin-damask furniture, so old as scarcely to be able to sustain its own weight. 'Ah! here you are, observed Mr. Jawleyford, as he nearly tripped over Sponge's luggage as it stood by the fire.
Turning the sidle into a stately sail, with a haughty sort of sneer and toss of the head to her sister, as much as to say, 'What are you doing with my man? a sneer that suddenly changed into a sweet smile as her eye encountered Sponge's she just motioned him off to a sofa, where she commenced a sotto voce conversation in the engaged-couple style. The plot then began to thicken.
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