[Reginald Cruden by Talbot Baines Reed]@TWC D-Link bookReginald Cruden CHAPTER FIVE 5/12
I never 'ear the name without affliction." This was very awkward, for as the unfortunate widow could not fail to hear her own voice, it was necessary for consistency's sake that she should show some emotion, which she proceeded to do, when her daughter hurriedly interposed in an audible whisper, "Ma, don't make a goose of yourself! Behave yourself, do!" "So I am be'aving myself, Jemima," replied the outraged parent, "and I don't need lessons from you." "It's very kind of you to call in," said Mrs Cruden, feeling it time to say something; "do you live near here ?" "We live next door, at number four," said Miss Jemima; "put that handkerchief away, ma." "What next, I wonder! if my 'andkerchief's not my hown, I'd like to know what is? Yes, Mrs Cruden.
We heard you were coming, and we wish to treat you with consideration, knowing your circumstances.
It's all one gentlefolk can do to another.
Yes, and I 'ope the boys will be good friends.
Sam, talk to the boys." Sam needed no such maternal encouragement, as it happened, and had already swaggered up to Horace with a familiar air. "Jolly weather, ain't it ?" "Yes," said Horace, looking round wildly for any avenue of escape, but finding none. "Pretty hot in your shop, ain't it ?" said the lawyer's clerk. "Yes," again said Horace, with a peculiar tingling sensation in his toes which his visitor little dreamed of. Horace was not naturally a short-tempered youth, but there was something in the tone of this self-satisfied lawyer's clerk which raised his dander. "Not much of a berth, is it ?" pursued the catechist. "No," said Horace. "Not a very chirrupy screw, so I'm told--eh ?" This was rather too much.
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