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Cluppins
,
ma
’
am
;
Mrs
.
Raddle
,
ma
’
am
.
’
‘
Which
is
Mrs
.
Cluppins
’
s
sister
,
’
suggested
Mrs
.
Sanders
.
‘
Oh
,
indeed
!
’
said
Mrs
.
Rogers
graciously
;
for
she
was
the
lodger
,
and
her
servant
was
in
waiting
,
so
she
was
more
gracious
than
intimate
,
in
right
of
her
position
.
‘
Oh
,
indeed
!
’
Mrs
.
Raddle
smiled
sweetly
,
Mr
.
Raddle
bowed
,
and
Mrs
.
Cluppins
said
,
‘
she
was
sure
she
was
very
happy
to
have
an
opportunity
of
being
known
to
a
lady
which
she
had
heerd
so
much
in
favour
of
,
as
Mrs
.
Rogers
.
’
A
compliment
which
the
last
-
named
lady
acknowledged
with
graceful
condescension
.
‘
Well
,
Mr
.
Raddle
,
’
said
Mrs
.
Bardell
;
‘
I
’
m
sure
you
ought
to
feel
very
much
honoured
at
you
and
Tommy
being
the
only
gentlemen
to
escort
so
many
ladies
all
the
way
to
the
Spaniards
,
at
Hampstead
.
Don
’
t
you
think
he
ought
,
Mrs
.
Rogers
,
ma
’
am
?
’
‘
Oh
,
certainly
,
ma
’
am
,
’
replied
Mrs
.
Rogers
;
after
whom
all
the
other
ladies
responded
,
‘
Oh
,
certainly
.
’
‘
Of
course
I
feel
it
,
ma
’
am
,
’
said
Mr
.
Raddle
,
rubbing
his
hands
,
and
evincing
a
slight
tendency
to
brighten
up
a
little
.
‘
Indeed
,
to
tell
you
the
truth
,
I
said
,
as
we
was
a
-
coming
along
in
the
cabrioily
—
’
At
the
recapitulation
of
the
word
which
awakened
so
many
painful
recollections
,
Mrs
.
Raddle
applied
her
handkerchief
to
her
eyes
again
,
and
uttered
a
half
-
suppressed
scream
;
so
that
Mrs
.
Bardell
frowned
upon
Mr
.
Raddle
,
to
intimate
that
he
had
better
not
say
anything
more
,
and
desired
Mrs
.
Rogers
’
s
servant
,
with
an
air
,
to
‘
put
the
wine
on
.
’
This
was
the
signal
for
displaying
the
hidden
treasures
of
the
closet
,
which
comprised
sundry
plates
of
oranges
and
biscuits
,
and
a
bottle
of
old
crusted
port
—
that
at
one
-
and
-
nine
—
with
another
of
the
celebrated
East
India
sherry
at
fourteen
-
pence
,
which
were
all
produced
in
honour
of
the
lodger
,
and
afforded
unlimited
satisfaction
to
everybody
.
After
great
consternation
had
been
excited
in
the
mind
of
Mrs
.
Cluppins
,
by
an
attempt
on
the
part
of
Tommy
to
recount
how
he
had
been
cross
-
examined
regarding
the
cupboard
then
in
action
(
which
was
fortunately
nipped
in
the
bud
by
his
imbibing
half
a
glass
of
the
old
crusted
‘
the
wrong
way
,
’
and
thereby
endangering
his
life
for
some
seconds
)
,
the
party
walked
forth
in
quest
of
a
Hampstead
stage
.
This
was
soon
found
,
and
in
a
couple
of
hours
they
all
arrived
safely
in
the
Spaniards
Tea
-
gardens
,
where
the
luckless
Mr
.
Raddle
’
s
very
first
act
nearly
occasioned
his
good
lady
a
relapse
;
it
being
neither
more
nor
less
than
to
order
tea
for
seven
,
whereas
(
as
the
ladies
one
and
all
remarked
)
,
what
could
have
been
easier
than
for
Tommy
to
have
drank
out
of
anybody
’
s
cup
—
or
everybody
’
s
,
if
that
was
all
—
when
the
waiter
wasn
’
t
looking
,
which
would
have
saved
one
head
of
tea
,
and
the
tea
just
as
good
!
However
,
there
was
no
help
for
it
,
and
the
tea
-
tray
came
,
with
seven
cups
and
saucers
,
and
bread
-
and
-
butter
on
the
same
scale
.
Mrs
.
Bardell
was
unanimously
voted
into
the
chair
,
and
Mrs
.
