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Keeping my private sentiments to myself, I respectfully requested Mr. Franklin to go on. Mr. Franklin replied, “Don’t fidget, Betteredge,” and went on. Our young gentleman’s first words informed me t
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Keeping my private sentiments to myself, I respectfully requested Mr. Franklin to go on. Mr. Franklin replied, “Don’t fidget, Betteredge,” and went on. Our young gentleman’s first words informed me t
But few words are needed, on my part, to complete the narrative that has been presented in the Journal of Ezra Jennings…
How the interval of suspense in which I was now condemned might have affected other men in my position, I cannot preten…
The doctor’s pretty housemaid stood waiting for me, with the street door open in her hand. Pouring brightly into the ha…
Late that evening, I was surprised at my lodgings by a visit from Mr. Bruff. There was a noticeable change in the lawy…
At the moment when I showed myself in the doorway, Rachel rose from the piano. I closed the door behind me. We confron…
I walked to the railway station accompanied, it is needless to say, by Gabriel Betteredge. I had the letter in my pocke…
Having told me the name of Mr. Candy’s assistant, Betteredge appeared to think that we had wasted enough of our time on…
I have not a word to say about my own sensations. My impression is that the shock inflicted on me completely suspended…
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