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517 upon my soul, ma’am, you seem to have imparted some of your own good looks to her besides.’ To judge from the glow which suffused the poor girl’s countenance after this speech, Mrs Wititterly might, with some show of reason, have been supposed to have imparted to it some of that artificial bloom which decorated her own. Mrs Wititterly admitted, though not with the best grace in the world, that Kate did look pretty. She began to think, too, that Sir Mulberry was not quite so agreeable a creature as she had at first supposed him; for, although a skilful flatterer is a most delightful companion if you can keep him all to yourself, his taste becomes very doubtful when he takes to complimenting other people. ‘Pyke,’ said the watchful Mr Pluck, observing the effect which the praise of Miss Nickleby had produced. ‘Well, Pluck,’ said Pyke. ‘Is there anybody,’ demanded Mr Pluck, mysteriously, ‘anybody you know, that Mrs Wititterly’s profile reminds you of?’ ‘Reminds me of!’ answered Pyke. ‘Of course there is.’ ‘Who do you mean?’ said Pluck, in the same mysterious manner. ‘The D. of B.?’ ‘The C. of B.,’ replied Pyke, with the faintest trace of a grin lingering in his countenance. ‘The beautiful sister is the countess; not the duchess.’ ‘True,’ said Pluck, ‘the C. of B. The resemblance is wonderful!’ ‘Perfectly startling,’ said Mr Pyke. Here was a state of things! Mrs Wititterly was declared, upon the testimony of two veracious and competent witnesses, to be the very picture of a countess! This was one of the consequences of getting into good society. Why, she might have moved among |
