Support the Monkey! Tell All your Friends and Teachers |
||||
601 the shelter of these bare walls.’ ‘To be sure,’ said Mrs Nickleby, crying bitterly, ‘he is a brute, a monster; and the walls are very bare, and want painting too, and I have had this ceiling whitewashed at the expense of eighteen- pence, which is a very distressing thing, considering that it is so much gone into your uncle’s pocket. I never could have believed it--never.’ ‘Nor I, nor anybody else,’ said Nicholas. ‘Lord bless my life!’ exclaimed Mrs Nickleby. ‘To think that that Sir Mulberry Hawk should be such an abandoned wretch as Miss La Creevy says he is, Nicholas, my dear; when I was congratulating myself every day on his being an admirer of our dear Kate’s, and thinking what a thing it would be for the family if he was to become connected with us, and use his interest to get you some profitable government place. There are very good places to be got about the court, I know; for a friend of ours (Miss Cropley, at Exeter, my dear Kate, you recollect), he had one, and I know that it was the chief part of his duty to wear silk stockings, and a bag wig like a black watch-pocket; and to think that it should come to this after all--oh, dear, dear, it’s enough to kill one, that it is!’ With which expressions of sorrow, Mrs Nickleby gave fresh vent to her grief, and wept piteously. As Nicholas and his sister were by this time compelled to superintend the removal of the few articles of furniture, Miss La Creevy devoted herself to the consolation of the matron, and observed with great kindness of manner that she must really make an effort, and cheer up. ‘Oh I dare say, Miss La Creevy,’ returned Mrs Nickleby, with a petulance not unnatural in her unhappy circumstances, ‘it’s very |