. St. Nicholas [serial]. e, Rowley —all of them. Then, as though she were directing a band ofmusicians, Mme. Tussaud turned to the celebri-ties and waved her cane, whereupon they said,as before, We are ! Then plagued if they be nt friends o mine,and there s my fist on it. He held out his horny hand, but the onlyone who showed a disposition to take it wasTom Thumb, who, jumping up and darting for-ward, said: For one and all, old man. Shake ! So, as we are determined, continued , that Miss Lydia shall not be mademiserable by that Grimweed man, we havecome down to bring her papa to rea
. St. Nicholas [serial]. e, Rowley —all of them. Then, as though she were directing a band ofmusicians, Mme. Tussaud turned to the celebri-ties and waved her cane, whereupon they said,as before, We are ! Then plagued if they be nt friends o mine,and there s my fist on it. He held out his horny hand, but the onlyone who showed a disposition to take it wasTom Thumb, who, jumping up and darting for-ward, said: For one and all, old man. Shake ! So, as we are determined, continued , that Miss Lydia shall not be mademiserable by that Grimweed man, we havecome down to bring her papa to reason. 1904. A COMEDY IN WAX. 245 Rowley slowly shook his head. It be morethan any one can do, my lady. Its , he knows what s good for everybodybetter than anybody. Bring measter to reason !T aint to be done. T aint to be done. Ay, my lady, said the devoted old man. I 11 stand by little missy and Miss Lyddythrough thick and thin. On thy knees and swear it! roaredHenry VIII, striding forward and clapping his. and every one was as jolly as jolly could be. (see page 247.) We shall see. We are not going to hurtMr. Scarlett — we have too much respect forhim. But we have no respect for the Grim-weed man, and should not mind hurting him alittle — only a little—just enough to make himunderstand. And so that Lydia and Lucy maybe happy, we want you to help us. You will, wont you, Rowley ? said would nt break my heart—and Lydias! Break your hearts, missy! Why, I beready to lay down my life for ye. Then you will do what we wish you to do ? Ay, that I will. And what we tell you to do, said , that you will faithfully do ? hand on Rowleys shoulder, who shook asthough he had been seized by an ague. Yes, do, Rowley, for my sake, pleadedLucy, and whispered in the old fellows ear: You must nt mind the way they speak; it sthe way they ve been brought up. Rowley dropped on his knees with a Marcy!Marcy! What will be the end o me ? Dost thou swear to be faith
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