Wood, at Dollis Hill
—"
"Let me have one," said a carpenter, who was passing by at the moment,—"Mr. He seemed to stay away from her because she
was so cold and formal towards him, addressing him as
Mister McCloskey as if she were an Irish maid. Here, take this youngster, Terry; my legs are lighter than old Nab's. ”
“That is provokingly indefinite,” he answered, a little ruefully. ‘Softly, you say?’ she uttered, raging. Stanley regarded him through his glasses with something approaching
animosity. But underneath this tolerance there is
always the vague hope that your manhood will someday reassert itself. "
"'Tis he, by Heaven!" cried Jonathan; "this is lucky. The size and grandeur of the edifice, indeed, drew down the
ridicule of several of the wits of the age: by one of whom—the facetious Tom
Brown—it was said, "Bedlam is a pleasant place, and abounds with amusements;
—the first of which is the building, so stately a fabric for persons wholly
insensible of the beauty and use of it: the outside being a perfect mockery of the
inside, and admitting of two amusing queries,—Whether the persons that
ordered the building of it, or those that inhabit it, were the maddest? and,
whether the name and thing be not as disagreeable as harp and harrow. "You lie, hussy!" replied Jonathan, rudely pushing her aside, as she vainly
endeavoured to oppose his entrance into the room; "she is here.
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