After another absence, he again returned.
'Well ?' said my aunt, taking out the cotton on that side again.
'Well, ma'am,' returned Mr.Chillip, 'we are--we are progressing slowly, ma'am.' 'Ya--a--ah!' said my aunt.

With such a snarl at him, that Mr.Chillip absolutely could not bear it.

It was really calculated to break his spirit, he said afterwards.

He preferred to go and sit upon the stairs, in the dark and a strong draught, until he was again sent for.
Ham Peggotty, who went to the national school, and was a very dragon at his catechism, and who may therefore be regarded as a credible witness, reported next day, that happening to peep in at the parlour-door an hour after this, he was instantly descried by Miss Betsey, then walking to and fro in a state of agitation, and pounced upon before he could make his escape.

That there were now occasional sounds of feet and voices overhead which he inferred the cotton did not exclude, from the circumstance of his evidently being clutched by the lady as a victim on whom to expend her superabundant agitation when the sounds were loudest.
That, marching him constantly up and down by the collar (as if he had been taking too much laudanum), she, at those times, shook him, rumpled his hair, made light of his linen, stopped his ears as if she confounded them with her own, and otherwise tousled and maltreated him.