I much desired to see the painting, but it was ruled that Mr. Cripps must not be disturbed.
At any rate, he would get clear of Cripps now he had the chance.
Mr. Cripps was amazed also, and he stuttered, "I—I—I—on'y—on'y——"
Mrs. Cripps wished to know if Americans were a religious people, as a rule.
Oliver looked disposed to resist, and cast a glance at the cottage door by which Cripps had just vanished.
And Mrs. Cripps' mouth looked more like "a crack in a plate" than ever.
I shall write to Cripps this week, and request him to tell me all his goings-on from time to time by Letter wherever I may be.
Mr. Cripps, will you be good enough to stand out of the way?
Loman would almost have been happier in his old suspense about Cripps than to feel he owed such a debt to such a creditor.
It is not worth while repeating what Mr. and Mrs. Cripps said.
