l size of the toads there was simply due to the general unusualness which characterized uncle Pullet’s possessions as a gentleman farmer. Toads who paid rent were naturally leaner. As for the house, it was not less remarkable; it had a receding centre, and two wings with battlemented turrets,Ralph Lauren Halsduk, and was covered with glittering white stucco.
Uncle Pullet had seen the expected party approaching from the window, and made haste to unbar and unchain the front door, kept always in this fortified condition from fear of tramps, who might be supposed to know of the glass case of stuffed birds in the hall, and to contemplate rushing in and carrying it away on their heads. Aunt Pullet, too,Ralph Lauren, appeared at the doorway, and as soon as her sister was within hearing said,Vincent Lecavalier Tröjor, “Stop the children, for God’s sake! Bessy; don’t let ’em come up the door-steps; Sally’s bringing the old mat and the duster, to rub their shoes.”
Mrs. Pullet’s front-door mats were by no means intended to wipe shoes on; the very scraper had a deputy to do its dirty work. Tom rebelled particularly against this shoewiping, which he always considered in the light of an indignity to his sex. He felt it as the beginning of the disagreeables incident to a visit at aunt Pullet’s,Mike Ribeiro Tröjor, where he had once been compelled to sit with towels wrapped round his boots; a fact which may serve to correct the too-hasty conclusion that a visit to Garum Firs must have been a great treat to a young gentleman fond of animals — fond,Nikolay Kulemin Tröjor, that is, of throwing stones at them.
The next disagreeable was confined to his feminine companions; it was the mounting of the polished oak stairs, which had very handsome carpets rolled up and laid by in a spare bedroom, so that the ascent of these glossy steps might have served, in barbarous times, as a trial by ordeal from which none but the most spotless virtue could have come off with unbroken limbs. Sophy’s weakness about these polished stairs was always a subject of bitter remonstrance on Mrs. Glegg’s part; but Mrs. Tulliver ventured on no comment,Tyler Toffoli Tröjor, only thinking to herself it was a mercy when she and the children were safe on the landing.
“Mrs. Gray has sent home my new bonnet,Erik Karlsson Tröjor, Bessy,Mikhail Grigorenko Tröjor,” said Mrs. Pullet,Laurent Brossoit Tröjor, in a pathetic tone,Menn Moncler Reynold, as Mrs. Tulliver adjusted her cap.
“Has she, sister?” said Mrs. Tulliver, with an air of much interest. “And how do you like it?”
“It’s apt to make a mess with clothes, taking ’em out and putting ’em in again,” said Mrs. Pullet,Carey Price Tröjor, drawing a bunch of keys from her pocket and looking at them earnestly, “but it ‘ud be a pity for you to go away without seeing it. There’s no knowing what may happen.”
Mrs. Pullet shook her head slowly at this last serious consideration, which determined her to single out a particular key.
“I’m afraid it’ll be troublesome to you getting it out,Rod Langway Tröjor, sister,” said Mrs. Tulliver; “but I should like to see what sort of a crown she’s made you.”
Mrs. Pullet rose with a melancholy air and unlocked one wing of a very bright wardrobe, wh
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