"
The poor widow hung her head, and pressed her child closer to her breast. "
"And a famoush goot shignal it ish," laughed Abraham. “Then turn round and go back there,” she directed. "Have a moment's patience, Sir Rowland," returned Wild; "and you shall hear. ’
Colour suffused the man’s face. "
"What means this idle boasting, villain?" said Thames. Wood
dandled his little charge to and fro, after the most approved nursery fashion,
essaying at the same time the soothing influence of an infantine melody proper
to the occasion; but, failing in his design, he soon lost all patience, and being, as
we have before hinted, rather irritable, though extremely well-meaning, he lifted
the unhappy bantling in the air, and shook him with so much good will, that he
had well-nigh silenced him most effectually. The Widow and her Child. “Prom committee does this, silly. Can you wonder that I expect
you to fulfil yours?”
“I am not aware,” she answered, “that I have ever failed in doing so. Here lay a heap of knockers of all sizes, from the huge lion's head to the small
brass rapper: there, a collection of sign-boards, with the names and calling of the
owners utterly obliterated. "
"And you expect me to believe you after what has passed?"
"I do; and, more than that, I expect you to thank me. She
stepped backwards.
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