Handley Cross; or, MrJorrock's hunt . r success. fairly puzzled her. She would like to know what it , , , she had severally caged, buthad never had an through her hands before. What mean, thought she, as she run her eye over the bed-roombook, considering where she should put so important a personage. It must be a good room—low down, too. Ah, there was No. 3,—nice airy room, three windows, two looking to the street, and theother to the Buttermead meadows. Mary! exclaimed she, ringing the housemaids bell, andapplying her lips to the
Handley Cross; or, MrJorrock's hunt . r success. fairly puzzled her. She would like to know what it , , , she had severally caged, buthad never had an through her hands before. What mean, thought she, as she run her eye over the bed-roombook, considering where she should put so important a personage. It must be a good room—low down, too. Ah, there was No. 3,—nice airy room, three windows, two looking to the street, and theother to the Buttermead meadows. Mary! exclaimed she, ringing the housemaids bell, andapplying her lips to the ivory-mouthed communicating pipe in thewall. Mary I repeated she upwards. Mem ? answered a voice downwards. No. 3 ready ? replied the Bloomer, upwards. Yes, mem, answered the voice downwards. Put on the pink toilet-cover, clean muslin curtains, and the newcounterpane, and Ill give you some fine towels when I come up-Btairs, said the Bloomer. Yes, mem, replied the voice. The Bloomer then had another look at the letters, in hope of. ^ ^ OR, MB. JORROCKSS HUNT. 457 inspiration; but none coming, she took down the key of the lock-up,and proceeded to place them in custody. Very conspicuously shearranged them, too, one above the other in tne very centre of thelong gilt-wired box, keeping all the insignificant Browns, Jones, andRobinsons, at a respectful distance from them. After taking alingering look, she resumed per place on the sofa, Punch inhand, to watch the impression the large letters made upon thecomers. The first to visit the gay scene on this auspicious day were thethree Miss DOyleys. They generally accompanied their brother tothe billiard-room, and after conning the fashionable column in the Post, informing themselves what was doing in high life, theyglanced their lustrous eyes through the letter-box, and then pro-ceeded on their travels. They were all struck with the letters, but made no demonstration in the presence of theBloomer. When they got outside
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