Capitolo 20
Dixon can be corrected. Supposes all of us we go above the home and we open him."
Herbert looked irresolutely toward the lawyer.
"There is no objection, I suppose", Mr. Said Spencer.
"I know what is in the trunk", Miss said Nancy.
Straightway that all the eyes have been turned on her.
"What is it?"
"You/he/she is dressed. My brother held his/her suits in that trunk."
Cornelius Dixon bursts in an ill-mannered laughter.
"I say me, Herbert, I congratulate you to me", he said, with a smothered rice. "The
the left of old individual You his/her wardrobe. You will seem a peacock when
You put 'the em on. If you ever come to New York to see me, goes away 'the em to
house. I would not appreciate to walk on Broadway with such fool as you
glance."
"Young", Miss said Nancy his/her voice trembling, "it doesn't look well
in You to put in ridiculous my past and poor brother. He didn't forget her."
"He was able as good", murmured Cornelius.
"I hope that you won't laugh to the gift" of my brother, says the old lady,
turning to Herbert.
"No, ma'am", said Herbert, respectfully. "I am happy to find him/it. I am not able
allow to often buy new suits, and they can be built above for me."
"You would not take me bringing bullet that fails" so old style, says
Cornelius, disdainfully.
"Nobody asked to you to, young", says the old lady, disturbed to the
way in which his/her brother had spoken of. "The boy's value a dozen of
You."
"Thanks", said Cornelius, arching with false respect. "I should like you/he/she
he kept on asking", while turning to the lawyer, "when I can get mine
legacy. It is not very, but I was able well as picks him/it up."
"As the amount is small, I will send him a control next week", says Mr.
Spencer, "if you will leave me Your address."
"And can I have my money, also?" exact her Mrs. Pinkerton. "It is a
remuneration they put, but I owe him/it to my poor children to pick him/it up."
"I will also send a control, next week Your husband the lady."
"You don't need to send him him. You can send me him", says the lady.
"Part of him is mine", her husband complained him in mild disapproval.