. Bleak house . glance which has been pre\iously sounding the basin of tea,but take your victuals and get back to your work. Yes, miss, says Charley. Dont say yes, returns Miss Smallweed, for I know whatyou girls are. Do it without saying it, and then I may begin tobelieve you. Charley swallows a great gulp of tea in token of submission, andso disperses the Druidical ruins that Miss Smallweed charges hernot to gormandise, which in you girls, she observes, is disgust-ing. Charley might find some more difficulty in meeting herviews on the general subject of girls, but for a knock at the door. Se
. Bleak house . glance which has been pre\iously sounding the basin of tea,but take your victuals and get back to your work. Yes, miss, says Charley. Dont say yes, returns Miss Smallweed, for I know whatyou girls are. Do it without saying it, and then I may begin tobelieve you. Charley swallows a great gulp of tea in token of submission, andso disperses the Druidical ruins that Miss Smallweed charges hernot to gormandise, which in you girls, she observes, is disgust-ing. Charley might find some more difficulty in meeting herviews on the general subject of girls, but for a knock at the door. See who it is, and dont chew when you open it! criesJudy. The object of her attentions withdrawing for the purpose, MissSmallweed takes that opportunity of jumbling the remainder ofthe bread-and-butter together, and launching two or three dirtyteacups into the ebb-tide of the basin of tea; as a hint that sheconsiders the eating and drinking terminated. Now ! Who is it, and whats wanted ? says the snappishJudy. _^x. BLEAK HOUSE. 275 It is one Mr. George, it appears. Without other announce-ment or ceremony, Mr. George walks in. Whew ! says Mr. George. You are hot here. Always afire, eh ? Well! Perhaps you do right to get used to one. makes the latter remark to himself, as he nods to Grand-father Smallweed. Ho! Its you! cries the old gentleman. How de do?How de do 1 Middling, replies Mr. George, taking a chair. Your grand-daughter I have had the honour of seeing before; my service toyou, miss. This is my grandson, says Grandfather Smallweed. Youhant seen him before. He is in the law, and not much at home. My service to him, too ! He is like his sister. He is verylike his sister. He is devilish like his sister, says Mr. George,laying a great and not altogether complimentary stress on his lastadjective. And how does the world use you, Mr. George 1 GrandfatherSmallweed inquires, slowly rubbing his legs. Pretty much as usual. Like a football. He is a swarthy browned man of fif
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