1851; Or, The adventures of Mr. and Mrs. Sandboys and family, who came up to London to enjoy themselves, and to see the Great Exhibition.Mayhew, Henry
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1851; Or, The adventures of Mr. and Mrs. Sandboys and family, who came up to London to enjoy themselves, and to see the Great Exhibition.
Mayhew, Henry
Great Exhibition (1851 : London, England) -- Fiction; London (England) -- Fiction
During the unusually long toilet of the Sandboys family, Major Oldschool
fidgeted about his room for a few minutes, and then it struck him that
as he should have to “beau” the ladies about, he really ought to treat
himself to a pair of new gloves for the occasion; for really, as he
said, he had carried his black kid about with him screwed up in his
hands so long during the hot weather, that they were as stiff and
crinkly as French plums. Accordingly he put on his hat, and, lest he
should detain the ladies, hurried as fast as his wooden leg would carry
him into the Strand, there to purchase, for the “first time these thirty
years,” a pair of “yellow kids.”
In the meantime, the jobbing carpenter had stepped round “first thing in
the morning,” as he had been ordered, to cut down the arm-chair, and fix
on the rockers which he had brought with him. Mrs. Quinine was no sooner
informed of his arrival than she directed Mrs. Pilchers to take the
chair to the man, and let him do it down stairs, for that to have him
sawing in the next room to her would be more than her nerves could bear.
Accordingly, “Nurse” having called the carpenter to fetch the chair,
followed him with it into the passage: there she happened to catch sight
of the open door and unoccupied state of Major Oldschool’s apartments,
and having heard on the previous evening in the kitchen that the
“parlours” were going to spend the day at the Great Exhibition, she
immediately concluded that the Major had left with his friends for the
Crystal Palace: so Mrs. Pilchers, being a discreet woman, and averse to
“noises” and “breeding words,” as she called it, in strange places,
thought it would be better, since Mrs. Fokesell was a very odd person
and had very odd ways with her, if the man just stepped into Major
Oldschool’s room, while the old gentleman was out, and did what little
he had to do to the chair in that place, without asking any favours of
the landlady. Then having strictly enjoined the man to be careful and
make no dirt, she told him he might go into the parlour, and there alter
the chair.
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