Nicholas Nickleby by Charles Dickens
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And notwithstanding all the frowns and winks with which Mrs Nickleby intimated that she was going to say something which would clench the business at once, Kate maintained her point by an expressive look, and for once Mrs Nickleby was stopped upon the very brink of an oration. 'What are your accomplishments?' asked Mrs Wititterly, with her eyes shut. Kate blushed as she mentioned her principal acquirements, and Mrs Nickleby checked them all off, one by one, on her fingers; having calculated the number before she came out. Luckily the two calculations agreed, so Mrs Nickleby had no excuse for talking. 'You are a good temper?' asked Mrs Wititterly, opening her eyes for an instant, and shutting them again. 'I hope so,' rejoined Kate. 'And have a highly respectable reference for everything, have you?' Kate replied that she had, and laid her uncle's card upon the table. 'Have the goodness to draw your chair a little nearer, and let me look at you,' said Mrs Wititterly; 'I am so very nearsighted that I can't quite discern your features.' Kate complied, though not without some embarrassment, with this request, and Mrs Wititterly took a languid survey of her countenance, which lasted some two or three minutes. |
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