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Mr
.
Trabb
had
sliced
his
hot
roll
into
three
feather
-
beds
,
and
was
slipping
butter
in
between
the
blankets
,
and
covering
it
up
.
He
was
a
prosperous
old
bachelor
,
and
his
open
window
looked
into
a
prosperous
little
garden
and
orchard
,
and
there
was
a
prosperous
iron
safe
let
into
the
wall
at
the
side
of
his
fireplace
,
and
I
did
not
doubt
that
heaps
of
his
prosperity
were
put
away
in
it
in
bags
.
"
Mr
.
Trabb
,
"
said
I
,
"
it
’
s
an
unpleasant
thing
to
have
to
mention
,
because
it
looks
like
boasting
;
but
I
have
come
into
a
handsome
property
.
"
A
change
passed
over
Mr
.
Trabb
.
He
forgot
the
butter
in
bed
,
got
up
from
the
bedside
,
and
wiped
his
fingers
on
the
tablecloth
,
exclaiming
,
"
Lord
bless
my
soul
!
"
"
I
am
going
up
to
my
guardian
in
London
,
"
said
I
,
casually
drawing
some
guineas
out
of
my
pocket
and
looking
at
them
;
"
and
I
want
a
fashionable
suit
of
clothes
to
go
in
.
I
wish
to
pay
for
them
,
"
I
added
—
otherwise
I
thought
he
might
only
pretend
to
make
them
,
"
with
ready
money
.
"
"
My
dear
sir
,
"
said
Mr
.
Trabb
,
as
he
respectfully
bent
his
body
,
opened
his
arms
,
and
took
the
liberty
of
touching
me
on
the
outside
of
each
elbow
,
"
don
’
t
hurt
me
by
mentioning
that
.
May
I
venture
to
congratulate
you
?
Would
you
do
me
the
favor
of
stepping
into
the
shop
?
"
Mr
.
Trabb
’
s
boy
was
the
most
audacious
boy
in
all
that
country
-
side
.
When
I
had
entered
he
was
sweeping
the
shop
,
and
he
had
sweetened
his
labors
by
sweeping
over
me
.
He
was
still
sweeping
when
I
came
out
into
the
shop
with
Mr
.
Trabb
,
and
he
knocked
the
broom
against
all
possible
corners
and
obstacles
,
to
express
(
as
I
understood
it
)
equality
with
any
blacksmith
,
alive
or
dead
.
"
Hold
that
noise
,
"
said
Mr
.
Trabb
,
with
the
greatest
sternness
,
"
or
I
’
ll
knock
your
head
off
!
—
Do
me
the
favor
to
be
seated
,
sir
.
Now
,
this
,
"
said
Mr
.
Trabb
,
taking
down
a
roll
of
cloth
,
and
tiding
it
out
in
a
flowing
manner
over
the
counter
,
preparatory
to
getting
his
hand
under
it
to
show
the
gloss
,
"
is
a
very
sweet
article
.
I
can
recommend
it
for
your
purpose
,
sir
,
because
it
really
is
extra
super
.
But
you
shall
see
some
others
.
Give
me
Number
Four
,
you
!
"
(
To
the
boy
,
and
with
a
dreadfully
severe
stare
;
foreseeing
the
danger
of
that
miscreant
’
s
brushing
me
with
it
,
or
making
some
other
sign
of
familiarity
.
)
Mr
.
Trabb
never
removed
his
stern
eye
from
the
boy
until
he
had
deposited
number
four
on
the
counter
and
was
at
a
safe
distance
again
.
Then
he
commanded
him
to
bring
number
five
,
and
number
eight
.
"
And
let
me
have
none
of
your
tricks
here
,
"
said
Mr
.
Trabb
,
"
or
you
shall
repent
it
,
you
young
scoundrel
,
the
longest
day
you
have
to
live
.
"
Mr
.
