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XXXVIII. AT THE RUFUS STONE
He folded his arms as Dangle and Phipps returned towards him. Phipps
was abashed by his inability to cope with the tandem, which he was now
wheeling, but Dangle was inclined to be quarrelsome. "Miss Milton?" he
said briefly.
Mr. Hoopdriver bowed over his folded arms.
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Miss Milton within?" said Dangle.
AND not to be disturved," said Mr. Hoopdriver.
You are a scoundrel, sir," said Mr. Dangle.
Et your service," said Mr. Hoopdriver. "She awaits 'er stepmother,
sir."
Mr. Dangle hesitated. "She will be here immediately," he said. "Here is
her friend, Miss Mergle."
Mr. Hoopdriver unfolded his arms slowly, and, with an air of immense
calm, thrust his hands into his breeches pockets. Then with one of those
fatal hesitations of his, it occurred to him that this attitude was
merely vulgarly defiant he withdrew both, returned one and pulled at
the insufficient moustache with the other. Miss Mergle caught him in
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