The Mysteries of the Court of London — page 126: what you’re looking at

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108 REYNOLDS’ WORKS truth, when Mr. Gibson put her here, he hinted that she was somewhat peculiarly sitiwated, and that me and Chubb was never to bother her with no questions.”’ ‘“‘ Then it would appear that this Mr. Gibson was only the agent for some one else?’’ remarked Christian, ‘‘ and this some one else is evidently the person, whether gentleman or lady, to whom the carriage itself belongs. But what did you mean,” he hesitatingly inquired, ‘‘ by saying that it was through me you have lost her?” and as Christian put the question, he felt a sad, sad tightening at the heart. ‘Why, when Mr. Gibson came yesterday and saw you walk into the house, he asked me who you was, and I was obleeged to tell him that you was a lodger. He looked un- common glum, and said that he thought as how he had put Miss Vincent into a house where there was no single men to talk nonsense to her, and so on. So I told him that you was a very respectable and well-behaved young gentleman, that you was out nearly the whole day, and never saw Miss Vincent unless it was when happening to pass her in the passage or on the stairs. But still he wasn’t satisfied; so then I said as how I know’d you was an obleeging young gentleman, and would leave at the shortest possible notice. Mr. Gibson looked better pleased, and went away, and then I thought it was all right. But, lo and behold! just as the clock strikes five this evening, up dashes the carriage to the door, in comes Mr. Gibson, and says that Miss Vincent is to go away with him directly. Her things was soon packed up, - and off she went, only just a minute or two before you knocked at the door. So you see that Miss Vincent has got some good friends, or else she has had a sudden windfall and turned out to be a fine lady, after all.” ‘‘ And did she seem pleased,’”’ inquired Christian, “ with the idea of going away? ”’ ‘““ Not a bit of it,’’ ejaculated Mrs. Chubb. ‘‘ When Mr. Gibson had her fetched down, — for she was up in her own room when he came, — and told her she was to go away with him at once, she seemed struck all of a heap.”’ “‘ Ah! she seemed vexed? ”’ ejaculated Christian, eagerly. “ That she did,’’ exclaimed Mrs. Chubb, not observing his excitement. ‘“‘ And I know what it was: she was sad at the thought of parting from me. You see, I was always very kind and good to her, though it was but a guinea a week as CORNICLOOOK