Public Life of Mr. Ttdrtcmble.
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housemaid, and the friendly cook,
the kind
he walked gravely
forth,
and appeared before
—
was not with won-
the multitude.
The crowd it
der,
roared
was not with
it
surprise
it
;
was most
decidedly and unquestionably with laughter. "
up If
What
in
"
said
!
Mr. Tulrumble, starting "
the four-wheel chaise.
Laughing
?
man in real brass armour, when their own fathers were
they laugh at a
they'd
dying.
laugh
Why
Mr. Jennings towards us for "I
am
doesn't he ? ?
What's
go
into his place,
he
rolling
down
he has no business here "
afraid, sir
faltered
" !
Mr. Jen-
nings. "
Afraid of what,
"
sir ?
said Nicholas Tul-
rumble, looking up into the secretary's "
I
am
afraid he's drunk, sir
face.
" ;
replied
Mr.
Jennings.
Nicholas Tulrumble took one look at the extraordinary figure that was bearing
upon them
;
and then, clasping
his
down
secretary