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Words
,
sir
,
never
influence
the
course
of
the
cards
,
or
the
course
of
the
dice
.
Do
you
know
that
?
You
do
?
I
also
play
a
game
,
and
words
are
without
power
over
it
.
’
Now
that
he
was
confronted
with
Cavalletto
,
and
knew
that
his
story
was
known
—
whatever
thin
disguise
he
had
worn
,
he
dropped
;
and
faced
it
out
,
with
a
bare
face
,
as
the
infamous
wretch
he
was
.
‘
No
,
my
son
,
’
he
resumed
,
with
a
snap
of
his
fingers
.
‘
I
play
my
game
to
the
end
in
spite
of
words
;
and
Death
of
my
Body
and
Death
of
my
Soul
!
I
’
ll
win
it
.
You
want
to
know
why
I
played
this
little
trick
that
you
have
interrupted
?
Know
then
that
I
had
,
and
that
I
have
—
do
you
understand
me
?
have
—
a
commodity
to
sell
to
my
lady
your
respectable
mother
.
I
described
my
precious
commodity
,
and
fixed
my
price
.
Touching
the
bargain
,
your
admirable
mother
was
a
little
too
calm
,
too
stolid
,
too
immovable
and
statue
-
like
.
In
fine
,
your
admirable
mother
vexed
me
.
To
make
variety
in
my
position
,
and
to
amuse
myself
—
what
!
a
gentleman
must
be
amused
at
somebody
’
s
expense
!
—
I
conceived
the
happy
idea
of
disappearing
.
An
idea
,
see
you
,
that
your
characteristic
mother
and
my
Flintwinch
would
have
been
well
enough
pleased
to
execute
.
Ah
!
Bah
,
bah
,
bah
,
don
’
t
look
as
from
high
to
low
at
me
!
I
repeat
it
.
Well
enough
pleased
,
excessively
enchanted
,
and
with
all
their
hearts
ravished
.
How
strongly
will
you
have
it
?
’
He
threw
out
the
lees
of
his
glass
on
the
ground
,
so
that
they
nearly
spattered
Cavalletto
.
This
seemed
to
draw
his
attention
to
him
anew
.
He
set
down
his
glass
and
said
:
‘
I
’
ll
not
fill
it
.
What
!
I
am
born
to
be
served
.
Come
then
,
you
Cavalletto
,
and
fill
!
’
The
little
man
looked
at
Clennam
,
whose
eyes
were
occupied
with
Rigaud
,
and
,
seeing
no
prohibition
,
got
up
from
the
ground
,
and
poured
out
from
the
bottle
into
the
glass
.
The
blending
,
as
he
did
so
,
of
his
old
submission
with
a
sense
of
something
humorous
;
the
striving
of
that
with
a
certain
smouldering
ferocity
,
which
might
have
flashed
fire
in
an
instant
(
as
the
born
gentleman
seemed
to
think
,
for
he
had
a
wary
eye
upon
him
)
;
and
the
easy
yielding
of
all
to
a
good
-
natured
,
careless
,
predominant
propensity
to
sit
down
on
the
ground
again
:
formed
a
very
remarkable
combination
of
character
.
‘
This
happy
idea
,
brave
sir
,
’
Rigaud
resumed
after
drinking
,
‘
was
a
happy
idea
for
several
reasons
.
It
amused
me
,
it
worried
your
dear
mama
and
my
Flintwinch
,
it
caused
you
agonies
(
my
terms
for
a
lesson
in
politeness
towards
a
gentleman
)
,
and
it
suggested
to
all
the
amiable
persons
interested
that
your
entirely
devoted
is
a
man
to
fear
.
By
Heaven
,
he
is
a
man
to
fear
!
Beyond
this
;
it
might
have
restored
her
wit
to
my
lady
your
mother
—
might
,
under
the
pressing
little
suspicion
your
wisdom
has
recognised
,
have
persuaded
her
at
last
to
announce
,
covertly
,
in
the
journals
,
that
the
difficulties
of
a
certain
contract
would
be
removed
by
the
appearance
of
a
certain
important
party
to
it
.
Perhaps
yes
,
perhaps
no
.
But
that
,
you
have
interrupted
.
Now
,
what
is
it
you
say
?
What
is
it
you
want
?
’
Never
had
Clennam
felt
more
acutely
that
he
was
a
prisoner
in
bonds
,
than
when
he
saw
this
man
before
him
,
and
could
not
accompany
him
to
his
mother
’
s
house
.
All
the
undiscernible
difficulties
and
dangers
he
had
ever
feared
were
closing
in
,
when
he
could
not
stir
hand
or
foot
.
