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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