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CHAPTER 8

        Mr tulliver Shows his eaker Side

        `SUPPOSE sister Glegg s ud be very ao o raise five ulliver to    evening, as sook a plaintive revieulliver een years    sained in all ty of saying te dire to triarcly retains to t its yout it    sraigulliver ing medium for teen years    it again to-day y.

        tion of ended directly to vince Mr tulliver t it    be at all ao kning tgage, sinoo lend money    security, Mr tulliver, getting    Mrs Glegg mig calling in    in, o be beo ers. o a family o put up    Mr tulliver did not choose.

        Mrs tulliver cried a little in a trig quiet    presently sank into a fortable sleep, lulled by t t salk everyter Pullet tomorroake to Garum Firs to tea. Not t so any distinct issue from t talk, but it seemed impossible t past events sinate as to remain unmodified w.

        oo        of so vague and sootner.

        Mr tulliver, ude in a t may seem insistent    painful sense of ted puzzling nature of e deliberations ed; but it is really not improbable t t relatioly tradictory p fetting a strong impression t a skein is tacily at a si o titude t Mr tulliver    day - ( dyspeptic) - on o Basset to see er Moss and     naturally occurred to    e for t to o pay in time, it o lessen tullivers spirited step migo knly fident t it will be easy.

        For Mr tulliver ioriking but, like oto ive effect t    in to be a mutial man t to believe    us, it o t of remote pity    -necked neigri o    jokes about ages as a man    of land; and turally kept up    a flavour to -day, and if it    been for ts Mr tulliver en t tgage of tead. t    altoget, sine of ters fortune, o la likely to pay off gages, especially if ances o borrooo lofty to be represented by parc. Our friend Mr tulliver ured fibre in    like to give o a sister, o t superfluous ic of sisters, creating a y for mes, but e takes by    Mr tulliver tle    o    pritty imes say t tremulousness in    t lanes, s, lying so far a-to to take a part of ts on suc paris up a due amount of irritation against Moss as a man    capital, o ried to    of t    er, and not act so foolis : in fact, Mr tulliver oo easy    terest run on for t roubled about t Mr tulliver ermined not to ence sues    likely to ee a mans resolution by softening emper. trodden    days ave ed a ras stimulating snarl at tless someto do ate of ted fe met    ly tributed to isfa    unlucky agriculturist. If t Mosss fallo mig     groundless. Basset    landlord, a poor non-resident vicar, and rate, also poor. If any orongly impressed o triumpances, end t t mige against t abstract proposition: I only kno in point of fact t mind rict keeping s circumsta seemed to tomed eye to lead noo eace, to a distant    t in Basset o a tre of dissipation spoken of formally as t among intimates as `Dickisons. A large lo of tobaodified by ued beer-dregs, Mr Dickison leaning against t    to t as a last nigtered dle - all t seem a very seductive form of temptation; but ty of men in Basset found it fatally alluring ory afternoon; and if a    a pleasure-seeking man, s more empically t    spend a s Dickisons from one suo anoto find fault ainly o-day. And noto Mr tulliver te, ed to pusick t acted as gates    to do, to t to get doim-bered buildings, up to tumble-do timely appearance of a coration of a plan ermined on, namely not to get doo be     , above tant    and co tle fat    o srikingly t the cheek was faded.

        `Broto see you, sioone. `I didnt look for you today. how do you do?

        `Oty ty eness, as if it oo for question. S o    in a good     ure t people ake and on ty of tient, loosely-hung, child-produg woman.

        `Your    in tulliver, after a grave pause, during w, like che hen-coop.

        `No, said Mrs Moss, `but ato-field yey, run to te and tell fat do you, and take something?

        `No, no; I t get do be going ly, said Mr tulliver, looking at tance.

        `And ulliver and t daring to press ation.

        `Oty oms going to a neo me. Its bad    o my money.

        `I tle uns    to see to . And I know so e - for so be sure!

        If Mrs Moss    astute ead of being one of t, s of noto propitiate eering praise of `ttle    eo o insist on s. But Maggie al amiable lig    Mosss: it    anytied ore ters of course at    Mosss. In spite of ullivers eyes got milder, and    look away from er as he said,

        `Ay: ss, I takes after our family: not a bit of hers in her.

        `Moss says, s like o be, said Mrs Moss, `t I t your uncle see you: .

        Lizzy, a black-eyed ce Mill. So Maggie in fire and strengto make tirely flattering to Mr tullivers fatherly love.

        `Ay, t alike,    ttle figure in take after our mot enougty, one e, half reproachful.

        `Four of em, bless em, said Mrs Moss, roking Lizzys    a brother apiece.

        `A t turn out and fend for tulliver, feeling t y rying to brace it by t a nt look to hers.

        `No: but I , said Mrs Moss, flas imidity, like a hered fire.

        Mr tulliver gave tle stroke on t and said angrily, `Stand still o tonis of t i animal.

        `And t love one anot on, looking at ic purpose. But suro but    ther.

        t arro Mr tullivers .    a rapid imagination, but t of Maggie o    long in seeing ion to er side by side oms relation to Maggie. ould ttle her hard upon her?

        `Ay, ay, Gritty, said tness in one. `But Ive allays done w I could for you, ing himself from a reproach.

        `Im not denying t, broteful, said poor Mrs Moss, too fagged by toil and ct for any pride. `But    a while youve been, Moss.

        `? said Mr Moss, feeling out of breat you ligulliver?

        `ell, Ill just get doalk ulliver, feeling t o s of resolve if er    present.

        doo toree arbour, ood tapping fully after them.

        trao tree arbour surprised several fo ing tcy ground, and at oook fligulliver sat doapping tick, as if ed some ion by , one,

        `    er Close, I see? and never a bit o dressing on it. Youll do no good    this year.

        Mr Moss,    air of a mat-grumbling tone, ` do as t leave it to t moo play o put o to get out of it.

        `I dont kno isnt t paying i, said Mr tulliver,    into a slig    natural and easy introdu to calling in money.

        `I kno, said Mr Moss, `but I    year, and hings have gone awkarder nor usual.

        `Ay, snarled Mr tulliver, `ty sacks ull and upright.

        `ell, I dont kno youve got to find ulliver, said Mr Moss depregly, `I kno a day-labourer works harder.

        `s t, said Mr tulliver, s no capital to in? I    it from t; but youd o me. And I t lie out o My money any longer; for Ive got to pay five om an expeo me, as I s, even saying Id got back all as is my o look about and see hree hundred pounds.

        `ell, if ts er be sold up and ; I must part , to pay you and too.

        Poor relations are undeniably irritating: tence is so entirely uncalled for on our part, and t aly people. Mr tulliver ting quite as mucated o say angrily, rising from ,

        `ell, you must do as you . I t find money for everybody else as    look to my o lie out o my money any longer. You must raise it as quick as you .

        Mr tulliver ly out of ttered t sentend    looking round at Mr Moss    on to tc boy ing in a state of    its alleviations, for baby    gurgling sounds and perf a great deal of finger practi t c could never overe    t t t    its solations. `ont you e in, brot ulliver    already in tirrup.

        `No, no; good-by, said urning his horses head and riding away.

        No man could feel more resolute till    outside te and a little ted lane; but before    turning, ten by some sudden t, for    stand still in t for tes, during    on more sides tly, after    of promptitude, Mr tulliver o t turo termi by saying aloud, as ruck his horse,

        `Poor little om, belike, when Im gone.

        Mr tullivers return into tely ran in i Mrs Moss ep o sleep iious s    merely said,

        `to t her.

        `No, Gritty, no, said Mr tulliver, in a geone. `Dont you fret - ts all - Ill make a s    t - only you must be as cliver and triving as you .

        Mrs Mosss tears came again at ted kindness, and shing.

        `e, e! - ttle    fret... Ill allays be a good broto you.

        `t ears; turning to Lizzy, sch a small paper parcel.

        `Its boiled ty: it o carry it in your pocket?

        `Ay, ay, said Mr tulliver, putting it carefully in . `Good-by.

        And so table miller returned along t lanes rato    still     if er, it migend to make tom    some distant day, ake ; for simple people, like our friend Mr tulliver, are apt to cloto    y for `ttle owards er.
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