Tasker a "mouldy image," a "wall-eyed rabbit," and divers
other obscure and contradictory things. Not content with that, he had,
without any warning, kissed Miss Vickers, and when Mr. Tasker, obeying
that infuriated damsel's commands, tried to show him the door, had
facetiously offered to show that gentleman the wall and taken him up,
and bumped him against it until they were both tired.
"Anybody would ha' thought I was hurting 'im by the noise he made," said
the impenitent Mr. Russell.
"I--I'm surprised at you, Bill," said Mr. Vickers, nervously.
"Put him outside," cried Selina, stamping her foot.
"You'd better get off 'ome, Bill," said Mr. Vickers, with a persuasive
wink.
"While you're safe," added his daughter, with a threatening gesture.
"Go and get yourself 'arf a pint o' warm lemonade," chimed in the voice
of the daring Joseph.
Mr. Russell stepped towards him, but Mr. Vickers, seizing him by the
coat, held him back and implored him to remember where he was.
"I'd bump the lot of you for two pins," said the disappointed Mr.
Russell, longingly. "And it'ud do you good; you'd all be the better for
it. You'd know 'ow to behave to people when they come in to see you,
then.
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