had rather damaged its flavour.
appetite, for one meal, though he had been never so hungry.
'Indeed, sir!' cried the new pupil.
'I hope the young ladies will enjoy their trip,' said Martin.
'Oh! that I'm sure we shall!' cried Mercy, clapping her hands.
'Ardent child!' said Mr Pecksniff, gazing on her in a dreamy way.
'And yet there is a melancholy sweetness in these youthful hopes!
from him, as Mr Pecksniff very well knew.
'A one-eyed calender, I think, sir,' faltered Tom.
Pecksniff, smiling compassionately; 'or they used to be in my time.
But Martin by no means appeared to relish this suggestion.
'Whatever Mr Pecksniff pleased,' said Martin, doubtfully.
and had brought substantial rewards into that gentleman's pocket.
his thoughts, and said no more.
to undertake the delivery of his letter.
of a Miss Pinch! Good heavens!
consent, and moved off arm-in-arm.
that he had no doubt Martin knew best.
'Of course I know best,' Martin observed.
lasted until they reached home; by which time it was dark.
hand for making quite a heavy night of it.
upon his knees, began to enjoy himself.
very griffin, could have withstood these things in Thomas Pinch.
unable to restrain himself, at last laughed loud and long.
Pinch, who was by this time looking at the fire over his leg.
'Not at all!' cried Tom.
'By your father?' inquired Mr Pinch, with open eyes.
'By my grandfather. I have had no parents these many years.
course'--and composed himself to listen again.
'Is he indeed?' cried Tom.
here, and was rather at a loss.
of a difficulty of this sort, said nothing.
Mr Pinch looked up into his face with increased interest.
you told her,' he added, glancing at Martin's handsome face.
great satisfaction, he took a long sip out of his wine-glass.
'To be sure!' said Tom.
conundrum had been proposed, which he found it impossible to guess.
'To say nothing of her,' remarked Tom Pinch, in a low voice.
chafed like a spoilt child.
supposed) with kindness, and in a spirit of lenient construction.
comfort that occurred to him.
'Except in the inclination,' said Tom, gently.
'What is that?' demanded Tom.
lying down at full-length upon it.
'Don't be too loud, please,' he said to Pinch.
fifty lines his friend was snoring.