He raised his eyes at the mention of the architect's name;
and when he had gone on a few yards, stopped and gazed at them. Mr
Tapley, also, looked over his shoulder, and so did Martin; for the
stranger, as he passed, had looked very sharply at them.
'Who may that be, I wonder!' said Martin. 'The face seems familiar to
me, but I don't know the man.'
'He seems to have a amiable desire that his face should be tolerable
familiar to us,' said Mr Tapley, 'for he's a-staring pretty hard. He'd
better not waste his beauty, for he ain't got much to spare.'
Coming in sight of the Dragon, they saw a travelling carriage at the
door.
'And a Salisbury carriage, eh?' said Mr Tapley. 'That's what he came in
depend upon it. What's in the wind now? A new pupil, I shouldn't wonder.
P'raps it's a order for another grammar-school, of the same pattern as
the last.'
Before they could enter at the door, Mrs Lupin came running out; and
beckoning them to the carriage showed them a portmanteau with the name
of CHUZZLEWIT upon it.
'Miss Pecksniff's husband that was,' said the good woman to Martin.
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