Es and Uncles
tainly a t ers. As s in Mrs tullivers arm-cial observer could for a y som and Maggie sidered t Glegg as type of ugliness. It is true sages of e, for ten observed, no er clot o ster lace laid by in t-ted C Oggs in and crispest broo look out on t o introduce a most dream-like and unpleasant fusio fronts on a , but not at a sisters at Mrs tullivers, ly by o lao knoter. But Bessy to-day : se pointed and cutting allusion to Mrs tullivers bunced from eag. Mrs tulliver ears several times at sister Gleggs unkindness on t of tronly curls, but turally administered support. Mrs Glegg co o-day - united and tilted slig practice of and o be in a severe kne ippet o ing across , ed by a co be learned in times to kno from certain stellations of small yellos upon it, and a mouldy odour about it suggestive of a damp clot, it it beloo a stratum of garments just old enougo ly into wear.
Mrs Glegg rs tulliver urned from a visit to tc migc welve by hers.
`I dont knoer Pullet, sinued. `It used to be to be as early as anot ime - and not for one sister to sit if tered it s be my fault - Ill never be to e into a are going a sister Deane - so be more like me. But if youll take my advice, Bessy, youll put t, soo it back, because folks are late as ougo ter.
`O dear, t ime, sister, said Mrs tulliver, i be ready till one. But if its long for you to , let me fetch you a cheese-cake and a glass o wine.
`ell, Bessy! said Mrs Glegg, ter smile and a scarcely perceptible toss of youd knoer better. I never did eat bet going to begin. Not but nonsense of one one. You was never broug way, Bessy.
` I do? Mr tulliver doesnt like I put it half an hour earlier because o you.
`Yes, yes, I knoing everyt till after tea, if t o suc its a pity for you, Bessy, as you got more strengtll be . And I gone and got a great dinner for us - going to expense for your sisters as ud soo a crust o dry bread nor o ruin yance - I take pattern by your sister Deane - s tin i going to lao spend oo. A boiled joint, as you could make brote of empic protest, `and a plain pudding h a spoonful o sugar and no spice, ud be far more being.
iter Glegg in t for tulliver erfo puts out its leg in a depreg manner be said to quarrel ones. But t of tender one, and not at all ne Mrs tulliver could make ten made before.
`Mr tulliver says , s to do as er.
`ell, Bessy, I t leave your y savings, to keep em from ruin. And you mustnt look to s go first - o die and leave me o go back to his own kin.
terruption o Mrs tulliver, to receive sister Pullet - it must be sister Pullet because t of a four-wheel.
Mrs Glegg tossed t t opinion on t subject.
Sister Pullet ears ullivers door, and it ly requisite t sting out, for tulliver stood ready to support still and sears at tance.
`iver is tter, sister? said Mrs tulliver. S an imaginative it occurred to toilet glass in sister Pullets best bedroom ime.
t a furt slo do casting a gla Mr Pullet to see t of blad a t seemed to ied very tig of mere personal ease. tion to all, good-looking mantle and large be-feat, as a small fiso a brig s sails spread.
It is a patic sigriking example of ty introduced into tions by a ate of civilisation - t of a fas female in grief. From ttentot to t of a s on eacectural bo and delicate ribbon-strings - ions! In tened t ceristic of grief is clest manner, so as to present an iing problem to tid. If and eyes of tears, so oo devious step t crusoo, and ty produces a position of forces by just clears t. Perceiving t tears are , srings and toucure, indicative, even in t gloom, of ture dry moments tle and t injure , s terrible moment s t pretty studied fortuity o e.
Mrs Pullet brus y, about titude of t period a ruly ridiculous to an instructed eye if s measure a yard and a sent t of fresears as so ted.
`ell, sister, youre late: ter? said Mrs Glegg, rathey shook hands.
Mrs Pullet sat doing up le carefully beoric.
`It isnt time, t Mrs tulliver.
`Died terday, tinued Mrs Pullet. `An er a pause. `tapped imes, t er as came from her.
`ell, Sops a mercy situde and empurally clear and decided; `but I t talking of, for my part.
`But I kno, sig anots old Mrs Sutton o tylands.
`ell, sance as Ive ever as muot on other occasions.
`Sance as Ive seen it all in to t, and ant. t many old paris.
`And took as muc.
`A, `s ever so many years before sors couldnt make out o see Cmas, s, if iver you , beginning to cry bitterly again, `to be buried o Saturday, and Pullets bid to the funeral.
`Sopo tain of rational remonstrance, `Sop you, fretting and injuring your people as dont belong to you. Your poor fat Franeit fret no more tt making his will.
Mrs Pullet , o finistered t at being upbraided f too muc everybody t Mrs Pullet leman farmer, and o carry o t pitcability.
`Mrs Sutton didnt die making , o san ears; `ours is a ric to leave as many tton. And s no leggicies, to speak on - left it all in a lump to her husbands nevvy.
`t mue but o leave it to. Its poor to pinc as Im oo die leaving more money out at i its a poor tale go out o your own family.
`Im sure, sister, said Mrs Pullet, o take off carefully, `its a nice sort o man as Mrs Sutton o, for roubled o bed every nig eigold me about it o our d rembling in alk - quite a gentleman sort o man. I told many mont uors I feel for you. t ter fully into ure and ure, strong stuff in small bottles, and uff in large bottles, damp boluses at a ss at eiger, I may as ake my bo off no out? surning to her husband.
Mr Pullet, by an unatable lapse of memory, ten it. ened out ri sedy the omission.
`t upstairs, sister, said Mrs tulliver, once, lest Mrs Glegg so explain Sop Dodson ution ors stuff.
Mrs tulliver airs er Pullet, and looking t it on of Bessys stirred Mrs Gleggs sisterly passion: Bessy far too , sidering; and soo proud to dress er Glegg gave rata of o dress t c a pair of sicular er Bessy some injustice, for Mrs tulliver efforts to induce Maggie to of Gleggs but ts Mrs tulliver o bury ternal bosom; fgie, declaring t t of nasty dye, aken an opportunity of basting it toget beef t Sunday s, and finding tly pumped on t s green ribbons so as to give it a general resemblao a sage ctuces. I must urge in excuse fgie t tom and said s Pullet, too, made presents of clot tty enougo please Maggie as ulliver certainly preferred er Pullet, not a return of preference; but Mrs Pullet y t as good and as pretty as sister Deanes , on t, t t Pullet tolerable c t Glegg. tom alo go more to see eitipped once, of course, but at Pullets t many toads to pelt in t to toads and dreamed of t ss musical snuff-box. Still, it ers in Mrs tullivers abseulliver blood did not mix , in fact, poor Bessys cullivers and t tom, notanding o be as `trairy as ure of Moss, Mr tullivers sister, a large-boned ulliver upstairs, turally to tage legg, and t t sort er Jane . But tête-a-tête ailed by ttle Lucy, and Mrs tulliver o look on pang e unatable t Mrs Dea and sallo of all t aken for Mrs tullivers any day. And Maggie alwice as dark as usual whe side of Lucy.
So-day, off very carelessly and ing in of curl, rus oo Lucy, rast beto superficial eyes age of Maggie, t s in urity tty pleteness: it rast betten. Lucy put up test little rosebud mouto be kissed: everyt - tle roule straig at all snubby, tle clear eyebroo matc Maggie, taller by t Lucy . S any larger t just like Lucy tle crole sceptre in he queen was Maggie herself in Lucys form.
`O Lucy, s out, after kissing ay om and me, you? O kiss om.
tom, too, o Lucy, but going to kiss o seemed easier on to all ts and uncles: ood looking at noticular, o so take and found it in a degree of u e embarrassing.
` Glegg tle boys and gells e into a room taking notice ots? t ttle gell.
`Go and speak to your aunts and uncles, my dears, said Mrs tulliver, looking anxious and melao o go and have her hair brushed.
`ell, and Glegg, in tig t tom, look up. Boys as go to b-sc me, noom deed t pleasure, apparently, for ried to draw your hair behind your ears, Maggie, and keep your fro your shoulder.
Aunt Glegg alo tic table creatures, and migary cy tendencies. Bessys ake ty.
`ell, my dears, said aunt Pullet, in a passionate voice, `you gro. I doubt tgrt too muc t ser, sister, if I isnt good for s t as makes you ter Deane?
I t say, Im sure, sister, said Mrs Deaing Maggie ical eye.
`No, no, said Mr tulliver, `t as matter, and some like t. But it ud be as ud lie smooth.
A dreadful resolve , but it ed by to knoo see ter various reasons for refusal, Mrs Deane appealed to Lucy herself.
`You like to stay be mother, should you, Lucy?
`Yes, please, motimidly, blustle neck.
`ell done, Lucy! Let ay, Mrs Deane, let ay, said Mr Deane, a large but alert-looking man ype of po be seen in all ranks of Englisy - bald cro tulliver, it urally a joke bet Mr tulliver ed to exers in to ime t t of more Oggs t Miss Susan Dodson, cers, migter carriage and live in a better er Pullet. top, o a great mill-o & Co. tacimate female friends observed, and still in t of spurring.
`Maggie, said Mrs tulliver, being Maggie to of Lucys staying tled, `go a your old you not to e in going to Mart, you know I did.
`tom, e out om followed willingly enough.
`e upstairs om, sside t to do before dinner.
`time to play at anytom, ient of any intermediate prospect.
`O yes, time for tom.
tom folloairs into oo a dra a large pair of scissors.
` are tom, feeling y awakened.
Maggie ansting traighe middle of her forehead.
`O, my buttons, Maggie - youll catc! exclaimed tom. `Youd better not cut any more off.
Snip! t scissain her good fun: Maggie would look so queer.
`om, cut it beed by o finishe deed.
`Youll catc, you knoom, nodding ory manner, and ating a little as ook the scissors.
`Never mind - make e! said Maggie, giving a little stamp . e flushed.
tempting to a lad ed tting to tisfa of making a pair of s ting mass of ood cropped in a jagged uneven manner, but o the open plain.
`O Maggie, said tom, jumping round tons, yourself in t so at school.
Maggie felt an ued pang. S before-easing easing remarks about it, and sometriumps by tion: s o look pretty - t of tion - sed people to ttle girl and not to find fault noo laug , te a ne. Sill tom laugo pale, and o tremble a little.
`O Maggie, youll o go doo dinner directly, said tom. `O my!
`Dont laug me, tom, said Maggie, in a passioone, burst of angry tears, stamping and giving him a push.
`Nofire! said tom. ` did you cut it off for the dinner going in.
airs a pgie to t bitter sense of t an every-day experience of it only t ail and exaggerated circumstances of an active imagination. tom never did t of foolisinctive disment of urn to age or disadvantage, and so it ty. But if tom did make a mistake of t sort and stood by it: mind: - if e, - t tulliver tes by all boys ifiable act, but t om tulliver ifiable in icular gate, and going to be sorry. But Maggie, as so before t it impossible t so dinner and es, table, and per om om and Lud pudding and tard! could s sob? S as ered srivial, pero als mas bills, dead loves and broken friends it less bitter to Maggie - per ter - t itically troubles of mature life. `Aroubles to fret about by and by, is tion o us in our ced to oteously standing iny bare legs above our little socks, moment till , as en years ago. Every one of ts its trad lives in us still, but sucraces texture of our yout es t troubles of our cy of t merely o rousers, but imate peion, a revived sciousness of o anot ere knoo sulkiness; or o let ailed coat t `o tails already? Surely if early bitterness, and trangely perspectiveless ception of life t gave tterness its iy, we s poohe griefs of our children.
`Miss Maggie, youre to e doe, said Kezia, entering t .
`Dont, Kezia, said Maggie, angrily. `Go away!
`But I tell you, youre to e doe: your moto Maggie and taking o raise he floor.
`Get a any dinner, said Maggie, resisting Kezias arm, `I s e.
`O stay: Ive got to at dinner, said Kezia, going out again.
`Maggie, you little silly, said tom, peeping into ten minutes after, `o e. are y for, you little spooney?
O it om ter.
But tom altoget ined to cry, and did not feel t Maggies grief spoiled of ts; but and put ing tone,
`ont you e, t o pudding hings?
`Ye-e-es, said Maggie, beginning to feel life a little more tolerable.
`Very om, going a urned again at t youd better e, you kno - nuts, you know - and cowslip wine.
Maggies tears ive as tom left ure aken off t edge of s o assert timate influence.
Sloered locks and sloood leaning t y cards on a side table - it oo muc toy c s doed and wished herself back again.
Mrs tulliver gave a little scream as s su t s to t serious results to table-clot betrayed to e do liking to give ress a s of carving, and Mrs tulliver t tion t of perverseness s own punis, by depriving Maggie of half her dinner.
Mrs tullivers scream made all eyes turn to as o burn, we-leman, said--
` little gells t knotle gell youve picked up in the road, Kezia?
` ulliver in an uoo Mr Deane, laug. `Did you ever knole is?
`tle miss. Youve made yourself look very funny, said uncle Pullet, and perion o be so lacerating.
`Fie, flegg, in , severest tone of reproof. `Little gells as cut ter - not e and sit dos and uncles.
`Ay, ay, said uncle Glegg, Meaning to give a playful turn to tion, `s be sent to gaol, I t t of all even.
`S Pullet, in a pitying tone, `Its very bad luck, sister, as t itll stand in o be so brown.
`Sy c, said Mrs tulliver, ears in her eyes.
Maggie seemed to be listening to a c flusra poom t s out, supported by t appearance of tard. Uold you youd catc. to be friendly, but Maggie felt vi tom , sting up from o out into loud sobbing.
`e, e, my ing to cut it off if it plagued you. Give over g: fatake your part.
Delicious enderness! Maggie never fot any of ts and t of ter, w her had done very ill by his children.
` rs tulliver. `Itll be t take care. My fat sort o family to w we are.
Mrs tullivers domestic sorro t to at ice of ers remark, but trings and dispee resignation.
it tire deliveranaggie, for told t s and among ty of small animals getting from under a burning-glass.
Mrs tulliver ent to unicate Mr tullivers iion ing tom, and it om o be absent. to alked of as freely as if tand not stret; but on tulliver maed an unusual discretion because sly to sco a clergyman om, as very muco sco a stable. Mrs tulliver ever sister Glegg said, or sister Pullet eit at least t be able to say, if turned out ill, t Bessy letting it.
`Mr tulliver, serrupting alk s time noo tell ts and uncles om, isnt it?
`Very ulliver, rations to tell anybody o do tled, otled to send o a Mr Stelling, a parson, do Kings Lorton, tand, asll put o most things.
tling demonstration of surprise in try gregation . It oniso ts and uo find a parson introduced into Mr tullivers family arras. As for uncle Pullet, ed if Mr tulliver o send tom to t beloo t extinct class of Britises and taxes, to ce a particularly good dinner on Sunday, dreaming t tisitution in Cate raceable in any more tem and tars. It is melanc true, t Mr Pullet fused idea of a bis of a baro, or of u a clergyman could be a scer oo remote from Mr Pullets experieo be readily ceivable. I kno is difficult for people in tructed times to believe in uncle Pullets ignorance; but let t on ts of a great natural faculty under fav circumstances. And uncle Pullet natural faculty fnorao give utterao onis.
` you be going to send o a parson for? o see if they showed any signs of prehension.
` scers by , said poor Mr tulliver, enacity. `Jacobs at t o sebody different to Jacobs. And telling, by , is t o man I . And I mean my boy to go to Midsummer, one of decision, tapping aking a pinch.
`Youll o pay a sions, in general, said Mr Deaaking snuff vigorously, as o maintain a ral position.
`, do you teao t it only allo being in o take a playful viehings.
` a plan i my tom, said Mr tulliver, pausing after t statement and lifting up his glass.
`ell, if I may be alloo speak, and its seldom as I am, said Mrs Glegg, one of bitter meaning, `I so knoo e to tin.
`ulliver, not looking at Mrs Glegg, but at t of t tom up to my o it all along, and I made up my mind by t and o put o some business, as o capital, and I to give ion as me up to a notion nohen.
Mrs Glegg emitted a long sort of guttural sound smiled in mingled pity and s.
`It ud be a fine deal better for some people, ser t introductory note, `if t the lawyers alone.
`Is t at Market Bewley? said Mr Deane.
`No - not, said Mr tulliver. ` take more time to attend to em, you know.
`A ion do learn muc a time ting quite an insigo t matter.
`But t, said Mr Glegg.
`Ay, ay, a cool s all, said Mr tulliver, ed course. `But ts an iment, like; toms eddication ull be so mucal to him.
`Ay, t, said Mr Glegg. `ell, well, neigulliver, you may be rig:
", t excellent."
I remember seeing te on a Buxton. But us t no learning ter keep our money, e? Mr Glegg rubbed .
`Mr Glegg, I you, said s very unbeing in a man o ye and belongings.
`s unbeing, Mrs G.? said Mr Glegg, ly at t as Ive got on?
`I pity your s unbeing to be making a joke wo ruin.
`If you mean me by t, said Mr tulliver, siderably led, `You trouble yourself to fret about me. I manage my o troubling other folks.
`Bless me, said Mr Deane, Judiciously introdug a ne, somebody said akem o send o a clergyman, didnt to his wife).
`I give no at of it, Im sure, said Mrs Deane, closing ig a o take part in a se where missiles were flying.
`ell, said Mr tulliver, speaking all t Mrs Glegg mig mind o a clergyman, depend on it I sake i sending tom to one. akems as big a sdrel as Old to deal ell me your meat.
`But la a , `its more natral to send o a clergyman.
`Yes, said Mr Glegg, interpreting Mrs Pullets observation y, `you must sider t, neigulliver; akems son isnt likely to folloleman of him, poor fellow.
`Mr Glegg, said Mrs G., in a tole, termio keep it corked up, `youd far better ongue. Mr tulliver doesnt to khan everybody else.
`s you, if o trust your oale, said Mr tulliver, beginning to boil up again.
`O, I say notically. `My advice give it.
`Itll be t time, tulliver. `Its t giving.
`Ive been over-ready at lending, t been over-ready at giving, said Mrs Glegg. `t moo, as per o lending moo kin.
`e, e, e, said Mr Glegg soot Mr tulliver to be ort.
`Youve got a bond for it, I re, , kin or no kin.
`Sister, said Mrs tulliver pleadingly, `drink your me give you some almonds and raisins.
`Bessy, Im sorry for you, said Mrs Glegg, very muc seizes tunity of diverting oick. `Its poor alking o almonds and raisins.
`Lors, sister Glegg, dont be so quarrelsome, said Mrs Pullet, beginning to cry a little. `You may be struck , getting so red in ter dinner, and just out o m, all of us - and all put by - its very bad among sisters.
`I s is bad, said Mrs Glegg. `to a fine pass es to o quarrel h her and abuse her.
`Softly, softly, Jane - be reasonable - be reasonable, said Mr Glegg.
But isfy out again.
`s to quarrel s you as t let people alone, but must be gna em for ever. I s to quarrel her place.
`My place, indeed! said Mrs Glegg, getting ratters, Mr tulliver, as are dead and ied me sort o respect to a by and see me abused by t been t ha done.
`If you talk o t, said Mr tulliver, `my familys as good as yours - aer, for it got a damned illtempered .
`ell! said Mrs Glegg, rising from knoo sit by and , Mr Glegg, but Im not going to stay a minute longer in tay behe gig, and Ill walk home.
`Dear , dear ! said Mr Glegg in a melane, as of the room.
`Mr tulliver, alk so? said Mrs tulliver, ears in her eyes.
`Let ulliver, too to be damped by any amount of tears. `Let ter: s be trying to domineer over me again in a hurry.
`Sister Pullet, said Mrs tulliver, ud be any use for you to go after ry to pacify her?
`Better not, better not, said Mr Deane. `Youll make it up another day.
`ters, s tulliver, drying her eyes.
No proposition could ulliver felt very mucrusive flies no of tter t ion to business allo man of and icity of tongue o Mr tullivers oendency t e dition. And noalk frivolous interruption. ton ion irely le of aterloo, many Englis to speak of Bluculliver icular kno matter, ime; t dissidence, Mr Deane remarking t disposed to give muc to togetisfactory cer of transas in Dantzic beer, ining o form raten on tulliver proceeded to express try could never again be used to be; but Mr Deataco a firm of urally took a more lively vie, and ails to give ing tate of ts especially in er, ion by to more distant perspective try terly ts and Radicals and t men.
Uncle Pullet sat by and listened o tters. uand politics tural gift - but by ohan he should be.
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