Notwithstanding their marked disgust, the impudent, intrusive fellow stuck to them, and forced his venal criticism on them, and made them uncomfortable, and shortened their tour of observation.
"I think I shall come with you to-morrow," said Christopher, "or I shall have these blackguards pestering you." "Oh, Florry will send them to the right-about.

She is as brave as a lion." Next day Dr.Staines was sent for into the City at twelve to pay the money and receive the lease of the Bijou, and this and the taking possession occupied him till four o'clock, when he came to his hotel.
Meantime, his wife and Mrs.Cole had gone to the auction-room.
It was a large room, with a good sprinkling of people, but not crowded except about the table.

At the head of this table--full twenty feet long--was the auctioneer's pulpit, and the lots were brought in turn to the other end of the table for sight and sale.
"We must try and get a seat," said the enterprising Mrs.Cole, and pushed boldly in; the timid Rosa followed strictly in her wake, and so evaded the human waves her leader clove.

They were importuned at every step by brokers thrusting catalogues on them, with offers of their services, yet they soon got to the table.

A gentleman resigned one chair, a broker another, and they were seated.
Mrs.Staines let down half her veil, but Mrs.Cole surveyed the company point-blank.
The broker who had given up his seat, and now stood behind Rosa, offered her his catalogue.