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494 the cold was gone. It seems quite a miracle when you come to think of it, for I had it ever since the beginning of September.’ ‘What an afflicting calamity!’ said Mr Pyke. ‘Perfectly horrid!’ exclaimed Mr Pluck. ‘But it’s worth the pain of hearing, only to know that Mrs Nickleby recovered it, isn’t it, Pluck?’ cried Mr Pyke. ‘That is the circumstance which gives it such a thrilling interest,’ replied Mr Pluck. ‘But come,’ said Pyke, as if suddenly recollecting himself; ‘we must not forget our mission in the pleasure of this interview. We come on a mission, Mrs Nickleby.’ ‘On a mission,’ exclaimed that good lady, to whose mind a definite proposal of marriage for Kate at once presented itself in lively colours. ‘From Sir Mulberry,’ replied Pyke. ‘You must be very dull here.’ ‘Rather dull, I confess,’ said Mrs Nickleby. ‘We bring the compliments of Sir Mulberry Hawk, and a thousand entreaties that you’ll take a seat in a private box at the play tonight,’ said Mr Pluck. ‘Oh dear!’ said Mrs Nickleby, ‘I never go out at all, never.’ ‘And that is the very reason, my dear Mrs Nickleby, why you should go out tonight,’ retorted Mr Pluck. ‘Pyke, entreat Mrs Nickleby.’ ‘Oh, pray do,’ said Pyke. ‘You positively must,’ urged Pluck. ‘You are very kind,’ said Mrs Nickleby, hesitating; ‘but--’ ‘There’s not a but in the case, my dear Mrs Nickleby,’ remonstrated Mr Pluck; ‘not such a word in the vocabulary. Your brother-in-law joins us, Lord Frederick joins us, Sir Mulberry |
