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st beseeching manner, asked Titmouse whether he was really joking or serious. "Never more serious in my life, sir; and enough to make me so, sir!" replied Titmouse, in a lamentable manner. "You really mean, then, to tell me it's all a mistake, then--and that you're no more than what you always were?" inquired Tag-rag, with a desperate attempt to speak calmly. "Oh yes, sir! Yes!" cried Titmouse, mournfully; "and if you'll only be so kind as to let me serve you as I used--I'll serve you faithfully! You know it was no fault of _mine_, sir! They _would_ tell me it was so!" 'Tis impossible to conceive a more disgusting expression than the repulsive features of Tag-rag wore at that moment, while he gazed in ominous and agitated silence at Titmouse. His lips quivered, and he seemed incapable of speaking. "Oh, ma, I do feel _so_ ill!" faintly exclaimed Miss Tag-rag, turning deadly pale. Titmouse was on the verge of dropping on his knees and confessing the trick, greatly agitated at the effect unexpectedly produced on Miss Tag-rag; when Tag-rag's heavy hand was suddenly placed on his shoulder, and he whispered in a fierce undertone--"You're an impostor, sir!" which arrested Titmouse, and made something like a MAN of him. He was a fearful fool, but he did not want for mere _pluck_; and now it was roused. Mrs. Tag-rag exclaimed, "Oh, you _shocking_ scamp!" as she passed Titmouse, with much agitation, and led her daughter out of the room. "Then an impostor, sir, a'n't fit company for _you_, of course, sir!" said Titmouse, rising, and trembling with mingled apprehension and anger. "Pay me my five-pound note!" almost shouted Tag-rag, furiously tightening the grasp by which he held Titmouse's collar. "Well, sir, and I will, if you'll only take your hand off! Hollo, sir--What the de---- Leave go, sir! Hands off! Are you going to murder me? I'll pay you, and done with you, sir," stammered Titmouse:--when a faint scream was heard, plainly from Miss Tag-rag, overhead, and in hysterics. Then the seething caldron boiled over. "You _infernal_ scoundrel!" exclaimed Tag-rag, almost choked with fury; and suddenly seizing Titmouse by the collar, scarce giving him time, in passing, to get hold of his hat and stick, he urged him along through the passage, down the gravel walk, threw open the gate, thrust him furiously through it, and sent after him such a blast of execration, as was almost strong enough to drive him a hundred yar
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