Pulp Fiction, 1862 · page 74 of 100
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7 TIM BUMBLE’S CHARGE. “Ah bmy child, how little you know of men’s hearts, . He -is avensinely unlike my father, your dear grandfather, whom you remember. . He has an mice in his kindness, a selfish object to advance,” . “Oh! now, mamma, ‘that i is hardly charitable, Think, how beautifully he spoke when he-gaye me that little present, and some pocket-money. Here—I abemgha of buying oo new dresses, but you shall have it all.” _» “ Phank you, darling—but you know little. of maney anit ters. This will do something, but not much. We must begin to cast-about us and see what ean be done.. I might teach ‘music but for my failing health. You can as yet do nothing.” _.“ Why mother—must we go out.from home to pepe ecahy need we?” asked Ella, with a mortified air. trud “ Because we are in debt, my child. Your brother i is not careful with the money he earns—there is nothing coming in —and we shall lose the ade we mboeel if we do not make some extra exertion.” . «©: Ella was thoughtful. _ “ What motive do you think uncle can have ?” she asked, a few moments afterward. “ He wishes me to marry Mr. Sylvester,” replied. her mother. Ell taised her hands with.a ery of, horror. “Marry him! that frightful man—I hate him—it makes me tremble to go near him. It can’t be piesa ‘Why, mamma, you wouldn’t dream of such a thing!” | _“ Of course not, my dear,” ‘nid: Mrs, Lattison, quietly. “Oh? uncle Ben really don’t want you to do that—only think how much father disliked him ; I always saw it.’ _ “Tt is true—for so uncle. Reyenhia has told: me. Mr, Syl- vester he considers a very good match, says he. is. very rich, and—in fact—has long loved me. 1 told him no earthly power could induce me to marry again, and with that he went away angry.. Henceforth, I have no doubt we annie depend mewn ourselves,” »* Marry that Mr: Sylvester! call. him father, Why ra a great deal rather you’d marry that broker opposite, He is a ‘gentleman, and he does look like poor papa,” said ‘the, hg girl, with energy. = Comicbooks.com 4