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Title: Master Humphrey's clock
Year: 1840 (1840s)
Authors: Dickens, Charles, 1812-1870 Cattermole, George, 1800-1868, ill Browne, Hablot Knight, 1815-1882, ill
Subjects: Gordon Riots, 1780
Publisher: London : Chapman and Hall
Contributing Library: University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign
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among the eatables, kept themthere so long, at the same time raising the vessel slowly in the air, that atlength Toby stood on his head upon his nose, when he smacked his lips, andset him on the table again with fond reluctance. Although Sim Tappertit had taken no share in this conversation, no part otit being addressed to him, he had not been wanting in such silent manifesta-tions of astonishment, as he deemed most compatible with the favourable displayof his eyes. Regarding the pause which now ensued, as a particularly advan-tageous opportunity for doing great execution with them upon the locksmithsdaughter (who he had no doubt was looking at him in mute admiration), hebegan to screw and twist his face, and especially those features, into suchextraordinary, hideous, and unparalleled contortions, that Gabriel, who happenedto look towards him, was stricken with amazement. BARNABY RUDGE. 259 Why, what the deviPs the matter with the lad ! cried the locksmith. Is he choking ? ml=n=:^.ft.
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Who? demanded Sim, with some disdain. Who ? why, you, returned his master. What do you mean by makingthose horrible faces over your breakfast V • Faces are matters of taste, sir, said Mr, Tappertit, rather discomfited;not the less so because he saw the locksmiths daughter smiUng. Sim, rejoined Gabriel, laughing heartily. Dont be a fool, for Id rather,see you in your senses. These young fellows, he added, turning to his daughter, are always committing some folly or another. There was a quarrel betweenJoe Willet and old John last night—though I cant say Joe was much in faulteither. Hell be missing one of these mornings, and will have gone awayupon some wild-goose errand, seeking his fortune.—Why, whats the matter,Doll ? Yoic are making faces now. The girls are as bad as the boys every bit! Its the tea, said Dolly, turning alternately very red and very white,which is no doubt the effect of a slight scald— so very hot. Mr, Tappertit looked immensely big at a quartern loaf on the t

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