He was a un-common small man, he really was. Certainly not so small as he was made out to be, but where IS your Dwarf as is? He was a most uncommon small man, with a most uncommon large Ed; and what he had inside that Ed, nobody ever knowed but himself: even supposin himself to have ever took stock of it, which it would have been a stiff job for even him to do.The kindest little man as never growed! Spirited, but not proud. When he travelled with the Spotted Baby though he knowed himself to be a natral Dwarf, and knowed the Babys spots to be put upon him artificial, he nursed that Baby like a mother. You never heerd him give a ill-name to a Giant. He DID allow himself to break out into strong language respectin the Fat Lady from Norfolk; but that was an affair of the art; and when a mans art has been trifled with by a lady, and the preference giv to a Indian, he aint master of his actions.He was always in love, of course; every human natral phenomenon is. And he was always in love with a large woman; I never knowed the Dwarf as could be got to love a small one. Which helps to keep em the Curiosities they are.One singler idea he had in that Ed of his, which must have meant something, or it wouldnt have been there. It was always his opinion that he was entitled to property. He never would put his name to anything. He had been taught to write, by the young man without arms, who got his living with his toes (quite a writing master HE was, and taught scores in the line), but Chops would have starved to death, afore hed have gained a bit of bread by putting his hand to a paper. This is the more curious to bear in mind, because HE had no property, nor hope of property, except his house and a sarser. When I say his house, I mean the box, painted and got up outside like a reglar six-roomer, that he used to creep into, with a diamond ring (or quite as good to look at) on his forefinger, and ring a little bell out of what the Public believed to be the Drawing-room winder. And when I say a sarser, I mean a Chaney sarser in which he made a collection for himself at the end of every Entertainment. His cue for that, he took from me: "Ladies and gentlemen, the little man will now walk three times round the Cairawan, and retire behind the curtain." When he said anything important, in private life, he mostly wound it up with this form of words, and they was generally the last thing he said to me at night afore he went to bed.He had what I consider a fine mind a poetic mind. His ideas respectin his property never come upon him so strong as when he sat upon a barrel-organ and had the handle turned. Arter the wibration had run through him a little time, he would screech out, "Toby, I feel my property coming — grind away! I’m counting my guineas by thousands, Toby — grind away! Toby, I shall be a man of fortun! I feel the Mint a jingling in me, Toby, and I’m swelling out into the Bank of England!"Such is the influence of music on a poetic mind. Not that he was partial to any other music but a barrel-organ; on the contrary, hated it.He had a kind of a everlasting grudge agin the Public: which is a thing you may notice in many phenomenons that get their living out of it. What riled him most in the nater of his occupation was, that it kep him out of Society. He was continiwally saying, "Toby, my ambition is, to go into Society. The curse of my position towards the Public is, that it keeps me hout of Society. This dont signify to a low beast of a Indian; he ant formed for Society. This dont signify to a Spotted Baby;HE an’t formed for Society. I am."Which of the selections best describes the general commentary on society represented in this excerpt?
He was a un-common small man, he really was. Certainly not so small as he was made out to be, but where IS your Dwarf as is? He was a most uncommon small man, with a most uncommon large Ed; and what he had inside that Ed, nobody ever knowed but himself: even supposin himself to have ever took stock of it, which it would have been a stiff job for even him to do.The kindest little man as never growed! Spirited, but not proud. When he travelled with the Spotted Baby though he knowed himself to be a natral Dwarf, and knowed the Babys spots to be put upon him artificial, he nursed that Baby like a mother. You never heerd him give a ill-name to a Giant. He DID allow himself to break out into strong language respectin the Fat Lady from Norfolk; but that was an affair of the art; and when a mans art has been trifled with by a lady, and the preference giv to a Indian, he aint master of his actions.He was always in love, of course; every human natral phenomenon is. And he was always in love with a large woman; I never knowed the Dwarf as could be got to love a small one. Which helps to keep em the Curiosities they are.One singler idea he had in that Ed of his, which must have meant something, or it wouldnt have been there. It was always his opinion that he was entitled to property. He never would put his name to anything. He had been taught to write, by the young man without arms, who got his living with his toes (quite a writing master HE was, and taught scores in the line), but Chops would have starved to death, afore hed have gained a bit of bread by putting his hand to a paper. This is the more curious to bear in mind, because HE had no property, nor hope of property, except his house and a sarser. When I say his house, I mean the box, painted and got up outside like a reglar six-roomer, that he used to creep into, with a diamond ring (or quite as good to look at) on his forefinger, and ring a little bell out of what the Public believed to be the Drawing-room winder. And when I say a sarser, I mean a Chaney sarser in which he made a collection for himself at the end of every Entertainment. His cue for that, he took from me: "Ladies and gentlemen, the little man will now walk three times round the Cairawan, and retire behind the curtain." When he said anything important, in private life, he mostly wound it up with this form of words, and they was generally the last thing he said to me at night afore he went to bed.He had what I consider a fine mind a poetic mind. His ideas respectin his property never come upon him so strong as when he sat upon a barrel-organ and had the handle turned. Arter the wibration had run through him a little time, he would screech out, "Toby, I feel my property coming — grind away! I’m counting my guineas by thousands, Toby — grind away! Toby, I shall be a man of fortun! I feel the Mint a jingling in me, Toby, and I’m swelling out into the Bank of England!"Such is the influence of music on a poetic mind. Not that he was partial to any other music but a barrel-organ; on the contrary, hated it.He had a kind of a everlasting grudge agin the Public: which is a thing you may notice in many phenomenons that get their living out of it. What riled him most in the nater of his occupation was, that it kep him out of Society. He was continiwally saying, "Toby, my ambition is, to go into Society. The curse of my position towards the Public is, that it keeps me hout of Society. This dont signify to a low beast of a Indian; he ant formed for Society. This dont signify to a Spotted Baby;HE an’t formed for Society. I am."Which of the selections would make the best alternative title for this work?
Sir Giles’s irritating reserve, not even excused by a word of apology, reached the limits of his endurance. He respectfully protested. "I regret to find, sir," he said,"that I have lost my place in my employer’s estimation. The man to whom you confide the superintendence of your clerks and the transaction of your business has,I venture to think, some claim (under the present circumstances) to be trusted." The banker was now offended on his side."I readily admit your claim," he answered, "when you are sitting at your desk in my office. But, even in these days of strikes, co-operations, and bank holidays, an employer has one privilege left he has not ceased to be a Man, and he has not forfeited a mans right to keep his own secrets. I fail to see anything in my conduct which has given you just reason to complain."Dennis, rebuked, made his bow in silence, and withdrew.Did these acts of humility mean that he submitted? They meant exactly the contrary. He had made up his mind that Sir Giles Mountjoys motives should, sooner or later, cease to be mysteries to Sir Giles Mountjoys clerk.In context, the words "irritating reserve" in first paragraph is best represented by the word
Sir Giles’s irritating reserve, not even excused by a word of apology, reached the limits of his endurance. He respectfully protested. "I regret to find, sir," he said,"that I have lost my place in my employer’s estimation. The man to whom you confide the superintendence of your clerks and the transaction of your business has,I venture to think, some claim (under the present circumstances) to be trusted." The banker was now offended on his side."I readily admit your claim," he answered, "when you are sitting at your desk in my office. But, even in these days of strikes, co-operations, and bank holidays, an employer has one privilege left he has not ceased to be a Man, and he has not forfeited a mans right to keep his own secrets. I fail to see anything in my conduct which has given you just reason to complain."Dennis, rebuked, made his bow in silence, and withdrew.Did these acts of humility mean that he submitted? They meant exactly the contrary. He had made up his mind that Sir Giles Mountjoys motives should, sooner or later, cease to be mysteries to Sir Giles Mountjoys clerk.Which selection best describes the overall feeling expressed by Sir Giles in 2nd paragraph?
Sir Giles’s irritating reserve, not even excused by a word of apology, reached the limits of his endurance. He respectfully protested. "I regret to find, sir," he said,"that I have lost my place in my employer’s estimation. The man to whom you confide the superintendence of your clerks and the transaction of your business has,I venture to think, some claim (under the present circumstances) to be trusted." The banker was now offended on his side."I readily admit your claim," he answered, "when you are sitting at your desk in my office. But, even in these days of strikes, co-operations, and bank holidays, an employer has one privilege left he has not ceased to be a Man, and he has not forfeited a mans right to keep his own secrets. I fail to see anything in my conduct which has given you just reason to complain."Dennis, rebuked, made his bow in silence, and withdrew.Did these acts of humility mean that he submitted? They meant exactly the contrary. He had made up his mind that Sir Giles Mountjoys motives should, sooner or later, cease to be mysteries to Sir Giles Mountjoys clerk.In context, the word "rebuked" is best represented by
The ______ behavior of the demonstrators became even more apparent when they all chained themselves together when the authorities came on scene.
