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"
Is
it
like
him
?
"
I
asked
,
recoiling
from
the
brute
,
as
Wemmick
spat
upon
his
eyebrow
and
gave
it
a
rub
with
his
sleeve
.
"
Like
him
?
It
’
s
himself
,
you
know
.
The
cast
was
made
in
Newgate
,
directly
after
he
was
taken
down
.
You
had
a
particular
fancy
for
me
,
hadn
’
t
you
,
Old
Artful
?
"
said
Wemmick
.
He
then
explained
this
affectionate
apostrophe
,
by
touching
his
brooch
representing
the
lady
and
the
weeping
willow
at
the
tomb
with
the
urn
upon
it
,
and
saying
,
"
Had
it
made
for
me
,
express
!
"
"
Is
the
lady
anybody
?
"
said
I
.
"
No
,
"
returned
Wemmick
.
"
Only
his
game
.
(
You
liked
your
bit
of
game
,
didn
’
t
you
?
)
No
;
deuce
a
bit
of
a
lady
in
the
case
,
Mr
.
Pip
,
except
one
—
and
she
wasn
’
t
of
this
slender
lady
-
like
sort
,
and
you
wouldn
’
t
have
caught
her
looking
after
this
urn
,
unless
there
was
something
to
drink
in
it
.
"
Wemmick
’
s
attention
being
thus
directed
to
his
brooch
,
he
put
down
the
cast
,
and
polished
the
brooch
with
his
pocket
-
handkerchief
.
"
Did
that
other
creature
come
to
the
same
end
?
"
I
asked
.
"
He
has
the
same
look
.
"
"
You
’
re
right
,
"
said
Wemmick
;
"
it
’
s
the
genuine
look
.
Much
as
if
one
nostril
was
caught
up
with
a
horse
-
hair
and
a
little
fish
-
hook
.
Yes
,
he
came
to
the
same
end
;
quite
the
natural
end
here
,
I
assure
you
.
He
forged
wills
,
this
blade
did
,
if
he
didn
’
t
also
put
the
supposed
testators
to
sleep
too
.
You
were
a
gentlemanly
Cove
,
though
"
(
Mr
.
Wemmick
was
again
apostrophizing
)
,
"
and
you
said
you
could
write
Greek
.
Yah
,
Bounceable
!
What
a
liar
you
were
!
I
never
met
such
a
liar
as
you
!
"
Before
putting
his
late
friend
on
his
shelf
again
,
Wemmick
touched
the
largest
of
his
mourning
rings
and
said
,
"
Sent
out
to
buy
it
for
me
,
only
the
day
before
.
"
While
he
was
putting
up
the
other
cast
and
coming
down
from
the
chair
,
the
thought
crossed
my
mind
that
all
his
personal
jewelry
was
derived
from
like
sources
.
As
he
had
shown
no
diffidence
on
the
subject
,
I
ventured
on
the
liberty
of
asking
him
the
question
,
when
he
stood
before
me
,
dusting
his
hands
.
"
O
yes
,
"
he
returned
,
"
these
are
all
gifts
of
that
kind
.
One
brings
another
,
you
see
;
that
’
s
the
way
of
it
.
I
always
take
’
em
.
They
’
re
curiosities
.
And
they
’
re
property
.
They
may
not
be
worth
much
,
but
,
after
all
,
they
’
re
property
and
portable
.
It
don
’
t
signify
to
you
with
your
brilliant
lookout
,
but
as
to
myself
,
my
guiding
-
star
always
is
,
"
Get
hold
of
portable
property
"
.
"
