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The Mystery of Edwin Drood

Chapter 6 PHILANTHROPY IN MINOR CANON CORNER

Word Count: 3725    |    Released on: 28/11/2017

like six weak little rushlights, as they were lighted), having broken the thin morning ice near Cloisterham Weir with his amiable head,

ng with the utmost artfulness, and hitting out from the shoulder with the utmost straightness, while

Indeed, the Reverend Septimus left off at this very moment to take the pretty old lady's entering face between his boxing-gloves and kiss it. H

ou'll do it at last, Sept,' remarked the

at, Ma

glass, or burst

d the lightest lavender or cherry riband on it. Magnanimously releasing the defeated, just in time to get his gloves into a drawer and feign to be looking out of window in a contemplative state of mind when a servant entered, the Reverend Septimus then gave place to the urn and other preparations for breakfast. These completed, and the two alone again, it was p

of a china shepherdess: so dainty in its colours, so individually assorted to herself, so neatly moulded on her? Nothing is prettier, thought the good Minor Canon frequently, when taki

ggering fighting men had had their centuries of ramping and raving about Minor Canon Corner, and beaten serfs had had their centuries of drudging and dying there, and powerful monks had had their centuries of being sometimes useful and sometimes harmful there, and behold they were all gone out of Minor Canon Corner, and so much the better. Perhaps one

big oaken beams in little places, and stone-walled gardens where annual fruit yet ripened upon monkish trees,

Canon, giving proof of a wholesome and v

had just laid it down upon the breakfas

the utmost possible gratification from it, that he had invented the pretence that he himself could not read writing without spectacles. Therefore he now assumed a pair, of grave and prodigious proportions,

er, of course,' said the

ted her son. He th

of Phila

es, London,

ar M

n the what's this? Wh

ir,' said t

his spectacles, that he might

should he

the old lady, 'you don't see the co

his eyes water), her son obeyed: murmuring that his s

spicuously and precisely, '"from the chair, to wh

against the wall, with a half-prote

Convened Chief Composite Committee of Central and District Philanthropists, at ou

ely, and muttered: 'O! if

e opportunity of a long report being

ork to rub his ear in a vexed manner, 'that these Philanthropists are always denouncing somebody.

I have spoken with my two wards, Neville and Helena Landless, on the subject of their defective education, an

at these philanthropists are so given to seizing their fellow-creatures by the scruff of the neck, and

ouse, the establishment recommended by yourself and son jointly. Please likewise to prepare for her reception and tuition there. The terms in both cases are understood to be exactly as stated to me in writing by yourself, when I opened a corr

or an inmate, and that I have time to bestow upon him, and inclination too. I must confess to feeling rather glad that he is

the old lady replied after some hesitati

hims

anyb

the flavour of the Superior Family Souchong, and also o

ildless wife of a clergyman holding Corporation preferment in London City. Mr. Honeythunder in his public character of Professor of Philanthropy had come to know Mrs. Crisparkle during the last re-matching of the china ornaments (in other words during her last a

nnot be at our ease with them unless they are at their ease with us. Now, Jasper's nephew is down here at present; and like takes to like, and youth takes to youth. He is a cordial young fellow, and we will have him to meet the brother and sister at d

returned the old l

I particula

f the table and t

o that establishment were proffered and accepted. Miss Twinkleton did, indeed, glance at the globes, as regretting that they were not formed to be taken out into society; but became reconciled to leaving them behin

and whirl through it on their larger errands, casting the dust off their wheels as a testimony against its insignificance. Some remote fragment of Main Line to somewhere else, there was, which was going to ruin the Money Market if it failed, and Church and State if it succeeded, and (

itely too much Castle-which was then the daily service between Cloisterham and external mankind. As this vehicle lumbered up, Mr. Crisparkle could hardly see anything else of it for a large outside

demanded the passenger,

as if he ached, after throwing the reins to t

assenger. 'Your master is morally bound-and ought to be legally, un

ds, a superficial perquisition into the state of

on you?' asked

driver, as if he di

t card, m

river, casting his eyes over it with no great favou

that Society,' s

get by it?' as

ned the passenger, i

as he got down; 'my mother was contented with

passenger, also descending, 'whether y

becoming more chafed in temper,

'Joe, Joe, Joe! don't forget yourself, Joe, my good fellow!' and then, when J

s my na

is Cris

t I would take a mouthful of fresh air, and come down with them, and return at night. So you are the Reverend Mr. Septimus, are you?' surveying him on the whole

l,' was the goo

nded Mr. H

ttle joke. Not

orted. 'A joke is wasted upon me, sir. Where are they? Helena a

ter and huntress; yet withal a certain air of being the objects of the chase, rather than the followers. Slender, supple, quick of eye and limb; half shy, half defiant; fierce of look; an indefinable kind of pause coming and goi

eat delight in what he pointed out of the Cathedral and the Monastery ruin, and wondered-so his notes ran on-much as if they were beautiful barbaric captives brought from some wild tropical dominion. Mr. Honeythunder walked in the middle of the road, shoulderin

were to make converts by making war upon them, and charging them with loving war as the apple of their eye. You were to have no capital punishment, but were first to sweep off the face of the earth all legislators, jurists, and judges, who were of the contrary opinion. You were to have universal concord, and were to get it by eliminating all the people who wouldn't, or conscientiously couldn't, be concordant. You were to love your brother as yourself, but after an indefinite interval of maligning him (very much as if you hated him), and calling him all manner of names. Above all things, you were to do nothing in private, or on your own account. You were to go to the offices of the Haven of Philanthropy, and put your name down as a Member and a Professing Philanthropist. Then, you were to p

kind of human peg to hang his oratorical hat on, and fell into the exasperating habit, common among such orators, of impersonating him as a wicked and weak opponent. Thus, he would ask: 'And will you, sir, now stultify yourself by telling me'-and so forth, when the innocent man had not opened his lips, nor meant to open them. Or he would say: 'Now see, sir, to what a position you are reduced. I will leave you no escape. After exhausting all the resources of fraud and falsehood, during years upon years; after exhibit

e should overstay his time. The four young people were unanimous in believing that the Cathedral clock struck three-quarters, when it actually struck but one. Miss Twinkleton estimated the distance to the omnibus at five-and-twenty minutes' walk, when it was really five. The affectionate kindness of the whole circle hustled him into his greatcoat, an

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