Mrs tullivers teraphim, or household Gods

    doom and Maggie, it ed from rembling t tle  migered tom, but in trance sartled by a strong smell of tobacco. t range: could any visitor be smoking at a time like t be told t tom er t of opening tom came up and togetom ion, sitting in h a jug and glass beside him.

    trutoms mind in an instant. to `o be sold up, tle boy: t of to tion of poor  seemed only natural t all y, and  of no more special cause for ticular form of misfortune t. But te presence of to tom t form of appre  at t as if rouble  begun: it oucated nerve compared s spontaneous dull aching.

    `aking t of y. tartled faces made tle uncomfortable.

    But tom turned a speaking: t oo eful. Maggie  understood tranger, as tom  be, tom?  is tter? t tranger migo do airs, c to t, and enter on tiptoe. All  t   not her.

    ` did not know.

    Maggie ened out, and said to tom, `Fat: let us go and look for my mother; I wonder where she is.

    Mrs tulliver  doairs - not in any of t one room belotic ore-room  om, preceding Maggie as turned along tely said, `Mother!

    Mrs tulliver ed treasures. One of ts ea-pot s many folds of paper, and t c on top of t; spoons and sketer tension of table cloths she held in her lap.

    Sarted up as tom spoke.

    `O my boy, my boy, so to see to be sold up... to to bring me to t not go to the workhouse...

    Sed ook anotable clot a little o look at ttern, e ce filled for t he words `beggars and `workhouse.

    `to t on, lifting t and turning tement all trange and piteous because tout lympic  t tanding at t o marrying your fattern as I ciful - and I marked em so as nobody ever sa to get it out, for its a particular stitco be sold - and go into strange peoples   before Im dead. Youll never  tom ears, `and I meant em for you. I ed you to tern. Maggie could  never s.

    tom ouco t tion immediately. his face flushed as he said.

    `But s let t it? t your linen go,  you sent to them?

    `Yes, I sent Luke directly t t Pullets been - and O dear, O dear, s talk o try: and sted cloted ot pattern, and t go to strangers, but s more culliver began to lay back table clot, folding and stroking tomatically.) `And your uncle Gleggs been too, and  be bougo lie do  talk to your aunt; and to consult... . But I knoake my curning to  em, cause o t t better c even your aunt Pullet  it urned fifteen, and tea-pot, too - your fato t me to this.

    Mrs tulliver burst out crying afres s, but t, sing ill o speak before she could command her voice,

    `And I did say to imes and times, `iver you do, dont go to la by , and  isnt your poor mot.

    S out one arm toom, looking up at eously  to o  time tom t of ural inclination to blame, - o kept entirely in abeyance too t, simply on t om tullivers faturned into ts, and ion against akem to mingle some indignation of anot. Per alk of tempt: but no one salk long of tom tulliver empt. tural strengture o assert itself, urged by timulus of resentment against s, and t  beake care of her.

    `Dont fret, motenderly. `I so get money: Ill get a situation of some sort.

    `Bless you, my boy! said Mrs tulliver, a little soot I s  things wi my name on em.

    Maggie nessed t  of living deatralised all y for griefs about table clot ic resentment at toms silent concurrence ting  from ty. S indifferent to ual depreciation of  so any sanction of it,  s suspect in tom. Poor Maggie edness, but put fortrongly. S out, at last, in an agitated, almost violent tone, `Motalk so? As if you cared only for t for o care about anyt dear fato us again. tom, you ougo say so too - you oug to let any one find fault her.

    Maggie, almost c took   out to ronger movement t t t people  evil tempers. enderness  hing for his sake.

    tom tle s Maggies outburst - telling  it o ter toring, assuming manners by time. But ly  into  touc effaced ter impressions of t to   by t ther and one sorrow.