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‘Miss Trotwood,’ rejoined Mr. Murdstone, shrugging his shoulders, as he rose, ‘if you were a gentleman -‘ ‘Bah! Stuff and nonsense!’ said my aunt. ‘Don’t talk to me!’ ‘How exquisitely polite!’ exclaimed Miss Murdstone, rising. ‘Overpowering, really!’ ‘Do you think I don’t know,’ said my aunt, turning a deaf ear to the sister, and continuing […]

I am here, for the first and last time, to take him away. Is he ready to go? If he is not – and you tell me he is not; on any pretence; it is indifferent to me what – my doors are shut against him henceforth, and yours, I take it for granted, are […]

‘But about the respectable business first,’ said my aunt. ‘If he had been your own boy, you would have put him to it, just the same, I suppose?’ ‘If he had been my brother’s own boy,’ returned Miss Murdstone, striking in, ‘his character, I trust, would have been altogether different.’ ‘Or if the poor child, […]

Mr. Dick took his finger out of his mouth, on this hint, and stood among the group, with a grave and attentive expression of face. My aunt inclined her head to Mr. Murdstone, who went on: ‘Miss Trotwood: on the receipt of your letter, I considered it an act of greater justice to myself, and […]

‘No, sir,’ said my aunt. ‘Certainly not!’ With which she pushed me into a corner near her, and fenced Me in with a chair, as if it were a prison or a bar of justice. This position I continued to occupy during the whole interview, and from it I now saw Mr. and Miss Murdstone […]