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The
positive
refusal
expressed
in
Mr
Pancks
’
s
continued
snorts
,
no
less
than
in
these
exclamations
,
to
entertain
the
sentiment
for
a
single
instant
,
drove
Arthur
away
from
it
.
Indeed
,
he
was
fearful
of
something
happening
to
Mr
Pancks
in
the
violent
conflict
that
took
place
between
the
breath
he
jerked
out
of
himself
and
the
smoke
he
jerked
into
himself
.
This
abandonment
of
the
second
topic
threw
him
on
the
third
.
‘
Young
,
old
,
or
middle
-
aged
,
Pancks
,
’
he
said
,
when
there
was
a
favourable
pause
,
‘
I
am
in
a
very
anxious
and
uncertain
state
;
a
state
that
even
leads
me
to
doubt
whether
anything
now
seeming
to
belong
to
me
,
may
be
really
mine
.
Shall
I
tell
you
how
this
is
?
Shall
I
put
a
great
trust
in
you
?
’
‘
You
shall
,
sir
,
’
said
Pancks
,
‘
if
you
believe
me
worthy
of
it
.
’
‘
I
do
.
’
‘
You
may
!
’
Mr
Pancks
’
s
short
and
sharp
rejoinder
,
confirmed
by
the
sudden
outstretching
of
his
coaly
hand
,
was
most
expressive
and
convincing
.
Arthur
shook
the
hand
warmly
.
He
then
,
softening
the
nature
of
his
old
apprehensions
as
much
as
was
possible
consistently
with
their
being
made
intelligible
and
never
alluding
to
his
mother
by
name
,
but
speaking
vaguely
of
a
relation
of
his
,
confided
to
Mr
Pancks
a
broad
outline
of
the
misgivings
he
entertained
,
and
of
the
interview
he
had
witnessed
.
Mr
Pancks
listened
with
such
interest
that
,
regardless
of
the
charms
of
the
Eastern
pipe
,
he
put
it
in
the
grate
among
the
fire
-
irons
,
and
occupied
his
hands
during
the
whole
recital
in
so
erecting
the
loops
and
hooks
of
hair
all
over
his
head
,
that
he
looked
,
when
it
came
to
a
conclusion
,
like
a
journeyman
Hamlet
in
conversation
with
his
father
’
s
spirit
.
‘
Brings
me
back
,
sir
,
’
was
his
exclamation
then
,
with
a
startling
touch
on
Clennam
’
s
knee
,
‘
brings
me
back
,
sir
,
to
the
Investments
!
I
don
’
t
say
anything
of
your
making
yourself
poor
to
repair
a
wrong
you
never
committed
.
That
’
s
you
.
A
man
must
be
himself
.
But
I
say
this
,
fearing
you
may
want
money
to
save
your
own
blood
from
exposure
and
disgrace
—
make
as
much
as
you
can
!
’
Arthur
shook
his
head
,
but
looked
at
him
thoughtfully
too
.
‘
Be
as
rich
as
you
can
,
sir
,
’
Pancks
adjured
him
with
a
powerful
concentration
of
all
his
energies
on
the
advice
.
‘
Be
as
rich
as
you
honestly
can
.
It
’
s
your
duty
.
Not
for
your
sake
,
but
for
the
sake
of
others
.
Take
time
by
the
forelock
.
Poor
Mr
Doyce
(
who
really
is
growing
old
)
depends
upon
you
.
Your
relative
depends
upon
you
.
You
don
’
t
know
what
depends
upon
you
.
’
