The Expedition of Humphry Clinker by Tobias George Smollett
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chocolate, which she declined, with much acknowledgment. After a
short pause, he said, in a croaking tone of voice, which confounded me not a little, 'Madam, I am truly concerned for your misfortunes; and if this trifle can be of any service to you, I beg you will accept it without ceremony.' So saying, he put a bit of paper into her hand, which she opening with great trepidation, exclaimed in an extacy, 'Twenty pounds! Oh, sir!' and sinking down upon a settee, fainted away -- Frightened at this fit, and, I suppose, afraid of calling for assistance, lest her situation should give rise to unfavourable conjectures, he ran about the room in distraction, making frightful grimaces; and, at length, had recollection enough to throw a little water in her face; by which application she was brought to herself: but, then her feeling took another turn. She shed a flood of tears, and cried aloud, 'I know not who you are: but, sure -- worthy sir -- generous sir! -- the distress of me and my poor dying child -- Oh! if the widow's prayers -- if the orphan's tears of gratitude can ought avail -- gracious Providence -- Blessings! -- shower down eternal blessings.' -- Here she was interrupted by my uncle, who muttered in a voice still more and more discordant, 'For Heaven's sake be quiet, madam -- consider -- the people of the house --'sdeath! can't you.' -- All this time she was struggling to throw herself on her knees, while he seizing her by the wrists, endeavoured to seat her upon the settee, saying, 'Prithee -- good now -- hold your tongue' -- At that instant, who should burst into -- the room but our aunt Tabby! of all antiquated maidens the most diabolically capricious -- Ever prying into other people's affairs, she had seen the woman enter, and followed her to the door, where she stood listening, but probably could hear nothing distinctly, except my uncle's, last |
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