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’
‘
Don
’
t
be
uneasy
,
’
said
Traddles
.
‘
They
have
come
into
my
possession
.
I
will
take
care
of
them
,
under
the
authority
I
mentioned
.
’
‘
You
receive
stolen
goods
,
do
you
?
’
cried
Uriah
.
‘
Under
such
circumstances
,
’
answered
Traddles
,
‘
yes
.
’
What
was
my
astonishment
when
I
beheld
my
aunt
,
who
had
been
profoundly
quiet
and
attentive
,
make
a
dart
at
Uriah
Heep
,
and
seize
him
by
the
collar
with
both
hands
!
‘
You
know
what
I
want
?
’
said
my
aunt
.
‘
A
strait
-
waistcoat
,
’
said
he
.
‘
No
.
My
property
!
’
returned
my
aunt
.
‘
Agnes
,
my
dear
,
as
long
as
I
believed
it
had
been
really
made
away
with
by
your
father
,
I
wouldn
’
t
—
and
,
my
dear
,
I
didn
’
t
,
even
to
Trot
,
as
he
knows
—
breathe
a
syllable
of
its
having
been
placed
here
for
investment
.
But
,
now
I
know
this
fellow
’
s
answerable
for
it
,
and
I
’
ll
have
it
!
Trot
,
come
and
take
it
away
from
him
!
’
Whether
my
aunt
supposed
,
for
the
moment
,
that
he
kept
her
property
in
his
neck
-
kerchief
,
I
am
sure
I
don
’
t
know
;
but
she
certainly
pulled
at
it
as
if
she
thought
so
.
I
hastened
to
put
myself
between
them
,
and
to
assure
her
that
we
would
all
take
care
that
he
should
make
the
utmost
restitution
of
everything
he
had
wrongly
got
.
This
,
and
a
few
moments
’
reflection
,
pacified
her
;
but
she
was
not
at
all
disconcerted
by
what
she
had
done
(
though
I
cannot
say
as
much
for
her
bonnet
)
and
resumed
her
seat
composedly
.
During
the
last
few
minutes
,
Mrs
.
Heep
had
been
clamouring
to
her
son
to
be
‘
umble
’
;
and
had
been
going
down
on
her
knees
to
all
of
us
in
succession
,
and
making
the
wildest
promises
.
Her
son
sat
her
down
in
his
chair
;
and
,
standing
sulkily
by
her
,
holding
her
arm
with
his
hand
,
but
not
rudely
,
said
to
me
,
with
a
ferocious
look
:
