Frank Fairlegh, or, Scenes from the life of a private pupil . legs, and assisting him to rise; I hope I did not hurtyou just now. In reply to this, Mullins grumbled out something intended as anegative, and shambling across the room, placed himself in a corner,as far as possible from Oaklands, where he sat rubbing his knees, thevery image of sulkiness and terror. Cumberland, who appearedduring the whole course of the affair absorbed in a book, though, infact, not a single word or look had escaped him, now came forwardand apologized, in a quiet, gentlemanly manner (which, when he wasinclined, no
Frank Fairlegh, or, Scenes from the life of a private pupil . legs, and assisting him to rise; I hope I did not hurtyou just now. In reply to this, Mullins grumbled out something intended as anegative, and shambling across the room, placed himself in a corner,as far as possible from Oaklands, where he sat rubbing his knees, thevery image of sulkiness and terror. Cumberland, who appearedduring the whole course of the affair absorbed in a book, though, infact, not a single word or look had escaped him, now came forwardand apologized, in a quiet, gentlemanly manner (which, when he wasinclined, no one could assume with greater success), for Lawlesssimpei-tinence, which had only, he said, met vdth its proper reward. You must excuse me, Mr. Cumberland, if I cannot agree withyou, replied Oaklands ; since I have had time to cool a little, I seethe matter in quite a different light. Mr. Lawless was perfectlyright; the carelessness of my manner must naturally have seemed asif I were piirposely giving myself airs, but I can assure you such wasnot the ^Y^r^-*-^ i^^-r-^ PRANK FAIRLEGH 49 He paused for a moment, and then continued, with a half-embarrassed smile,— The fact is, I am afraid that I have been spoiled at home ; mymother died when I was a little child, and my dear father, havingnobody else to care about, thought, I believe, that there was no onein the world equal to me, and that nothing was too good for me. Ofcourse, all our servants and people have taken their tone from him, sothat I have never had anyone to say to me, Nay, and am thereforenot at all used to the sort of thing. I hope I do not often lose mytemper as I have done this evening; but really Mr. Lawless appearsquite an adept in the art of ingeniously tormenting. I am afraid you must have found so much exertion veryfatiguing, observed Coleman, politely. A fair hit, Mr. Coleman, i-eplied Oaklands, laughing. No !those are not the things that tire me, somehow; but in general I amvery easily knocked up—
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