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987 circumstances he must have paid, or handsomely compounded for, Ralph’s debt, and being by no means confident that he would have succeeded had he undertaken his enterprise alone, he regained his equanimity, and chattered and mowed over more satisfactory items, until the entrance of Peg Sliderskew interrupted him. ‘Aha, Peg!’ said Arthur, ‘what is it? What is it now, Peg?’ ‘It’s the fowl,’ replied Peg, holding up a plate containing a little, a very little one. Quite a phenomenon of a fowl. So very small and skinny. ‘A beautiful bird!’ said Arthur, after inquiring the price, and finding it proportionate to the size. ‘With a rasher of ham, and an egg made into sauce, and potatoes, and greens, and an apple pudding, Peg, and a little bit of cheese, we shall have a dinner for an emperor. There’ll only be she and me--and you, Peg, when we’ve done.’ ‘Don’t you complain of the expense afterwards,’ said Mrs Sliderskew, sulkily. ‘I am afraid we must live expensively for the first week,’ returned Arthur, with a groan, ‘and then we must make up for it. I won’t eat more than I can help, and I know you love your old master too much to eat more than you can help, don’t you, Peg?’ ‘Don’t I what?’ said Peg. ‘Love your old master too much--’ ‘No, not a bit too much,’ said Peg. ‘Oh, dear, I wish the devil had this woman!’ cried Arthur: ‘love him too much to eat more than you can help at his expense.’ ‘At his what?’ said Peg. ‘Oh dear! she can never hear the most important word, and hears all the others!’ whined Gride. ‘At his expense--you |
