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Sentimental and Otherwise

           Thetollingover,theheadofthefamilythrusthishandsintothegreattail-pocketsofhisgreatbluecoatwithbrassbuttons,andwithoutwaitingforafurtherannouncementstrodedownstairsalone,scowlingoverhisshoulderatthefourfemales.

           "What’sthematternow,mydear?"askedoneoftheother,astheyroseandtrippedgingerlybehindthesire."Isupposethefundsarefalling,"whisperedMissWirt;andso,tremblingandinsilence,thishushedfemalecompanyfollowedtheirdarkleader.Theytooktheirplacesinsilence.Hegrowledoutablessing,whichsoundedasgrufflyasacurse.Thegreatsilverdish-coverswereremoved.Ameliatrembledinherplace,forshewasnexttotheawfulOsborne,andaloneonhersideofthetablethegapbeingoccasionedbytheabsenceofGeorge.

           "Soup?"saysMr.Osborne,clutchingtheladle,fixinghiseyesonher,inasepulchraltone;andhavinghelpedherandtherest,didnotspeakforawhile.

           "TakeMissSedley’splateaway,"atlasthesaid."Shecan’teatthesoupnomorecanI.It’sbeastly.Takeawaythesoup,Hicks,andto-morrowturnthecookoutofthehouse,Jane."

           Havingconcludedhisobservationsuponthesoup,Mr.Osbornemadeafewcurtremarksrespectingthefish,alsoofasavageandsatiricaltendency,andcursedBillingsgatewithanemphasisquiteworthyoftheplace.

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