Tommy and Co. by Jerome K. (Jerome Klapka) Jerome
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the long lashes over the black eyes moving very rapidly.
"Tommy" (severely), "what is this tomfoolery?" "I understand. I ain't no good to you. Thanks for giving me a trial. My fault." "Tommy" (less severely), "don't be an idiot." "Ain't an idiot. 'Twas Emma. Told me I was good at cooking. Said I'd got an aptitude for it. She meant well." "Tommy" (no trace of severity), "sit down. Emma was quite right. Your cooking is--is promising. As Emma puts it, you have aptitude. Your--perseverance, your hopefulness proves it." "Then why d'ye want to get someone else in to do it?" If Peter could have answered truthfully! If Peter could have replied: "My dear, I am a lonely old gentleman. I did not know it until-- until the other day. Now I cannot forget it again. Wife and child died many years ago. I was poor, or I might have saved them. That made me hard. The clock of my life stood still. I hid away the key. I did not want to think. You crept to me out of the cruel fog, awakened old dreams. Do not go away any more"--perhaps Tommy, in spite of her fierce independence, would have consented to be useful; and thus Peter might have gained his end at less cost of indigestion. But the penalty for being an anti-sentimentalist is |
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