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506 handed downstairs by the detested Sir Mulberry; and so skilfully were the manoeuvres of Messrs Pyke and Pluck conducted, that she and the baronet were the last of the party, and were even-- without an appearance of effort or design--left at some little distance behind. ‘Don’t hurry, don’t hurry,’ said Sir Mulberry, as Kate hastened on, and attempted to release her arm. She made no reply, but still pressed forward. ‘Nay, then--’ coolly observed Sir Mulberry, stopping her outright. ‘You had best not seek to detain me, sir!’ said Kate, angrily. ‘And why not?’ retorted Sir Mulberry. ‘My dear creature, now why do you keep up this show of displeasure?’ ‘Show!’ repeated Kate, indignantly. ‘How dare you presume to speak to me, sir--to address me--to come into my presence?’ ‘You look prettier in a passion, Miss Nickleby,’ said Sir Mulberry Hawk, stooping down, the better to see her face. ‘I hold you in the bitterest detestation and contempt, sir,’ said Kate. ‘If you find any attraction in looks of disgust and aversion, you--let me rejoin my friends, sir, instantly. Whatever considerations may have withheld me thus far, I will disregard them all, and take a course that even you might feel, if you do not immediately suffer me to proceed.’ Sir Mulberry smiled, and still looking in her face and retaining her arm, walked towards the door. ‘If no regard for my sex or helpless situation will induce you to desist from this coarse and unmanly persecution,’ said Kate, scarcely knowing, in the tumult of her passions, what she said,--‘I have a brother who will resent it dearly, one day.’ |
