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515 ‘I was very glad of the opportunity which that respectable person, your mother, gave us of being known to them,’ said Mrs Wititterly, in a lofty manner. ‘Some friends of ours were on the very point of introducing us, which makes it quite remarkable.’ This was said lest Miss Nickleby should grow conceited on the honour and dignity of having known four great people (for Pyke and Pluck were included among the delightful creatures), whom Mrs Wititterly did not know. But as the circumstance had made no impression one way or other upon Kate’s mind, the force of the observation was quite lost upon her. ‘They asked permission to call,’ said Mrs Wititterly. ‘I gave it them of course.’ ‘Do you expect them today?’ Kate ventured to inquire. Mrs Wititterly’s answer was lost in the noise of a tremendous rapping at the street-door, and before it had ceased to vibrate, there drove up a handsome cabriolet, out of which leaped Sir Mulberry Hawk and his friend Lord Verisopht. ‘They are here now,’ said Kate, rising and hurrying away. ‘Miss Nickleby!’ cried Mrs Wititterly, perfectly aghast at a companion’s attempting to quit the room, without her permission first had and obtained. ‘Pray don’t think of going.’ ‘You are very good!’ replied Kate. ‘But--’ ‘For goodness’ sake, don’t agitate me by making me speak so much,’ said Mrs Wititterly, with great sharpness. ‘Dear me, Miss Nickleby, I beg--’ It was in vain for Kate to protest that she was unwell, for the footsteps of the knockers, whoever they were, were already on the stairs. She resumed her seat, and had scarcely done so, when the doubtful page darted into the room and announced, Mr Pyke, and |
