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Bumble
darted
,
with
much
agility
,
to
the
wine
bottles
,
and
began
dusting
them
with
great
violence
:
while
the
matron
sharply
demanded
who
was
there
.
It
is
worthy
of
remark
,
as
a
curious
physical
instance
of
the
efficacy
of
a
sudden
surprise
in
counteracting
the
effects
of
extreme
fear
,
that
her
voice
had
quite
recovered
all
its
official
asperity
.
'
If
you
please
,
mistress
,
'
said
a
withered
old
female
pauper
,
hideously
ugly
:
putting
her
head
in
at
the
door
,
'
Old
Sally
is
a-going
fast
.
'
'
Well
,
what
's
that
to
me
?
'
angrily
demanded
the
matron
.
'
I
ca
n't
keep
her
alive
,
can
I
?
'
'
No
,
no
,
mistress
,
'
replied
the
old
woman
,
'
nobody
can
;
she
's
far
beyond
the
reach
of
help
.
I
've
seen
a
many
people
die
;
little
babes
and
great
strong
men
;
and
I
know
when
death
's
a-coming
,
well
enough
.
But
she
's
troubled
in
her
mind
:
and
when
the
fits
are
not
on
her
--
and
that
's
not
often
,
for
she
is
dying
very
hard
--
she
says
she
has
got
something
to
tell
,
which
you
must
hear
.
She
'll
never
die
quiet
till
you
come
,
mistress
.
'
At
this
intelligence
,
the
worthy
Mrs.
Corney
muttered
a
variety
of
invectives
against
old
women
who
could
n't
even
die
without
purposely
annoying
their
betters
;
and
,
muffling
herself
in
a
thick
shawl
which
she
hastily
caught
up
,
briefly
requested
Mr.
Bumble
to
stay
till
she
came
back
,
lest
anything
particular
should
occur
.
Bidding
the
messenger
walk
fast
,
and
not
be
all
night
hobbling
up
the
stairs
,
she
followed
her
from
the
room
with
a
very
ill
grace
,
scolding
all
the
way
.
Mr
Bumble
's
conduct
on
being
left
to
himself
,
was
rather
inexplicable
.
He
opened
the
closet
,
counted
the
teaspoons
,
weighed
the
sugar-tongs
,
closely
inspected
a
silver
milk-pot
to
ascertain
that
it
was
of
the
genuine
metal
,
and
,
having
satisfied
his
curiosity
on
these
points
,
put
on
his
cocked
hat
corner-wise
,
and
danced
with
much
gravity
four
distinct
times
round
the
table
.
Having
gone
through
this
very
extraordinary
performance
,
he
took
off
the
cocked
hat
again
,
and
,
spreading
himself
before
the
fire
with
his
back
towards
it
,
seemed
to
be
mentally
engaged
in
taking
an
exact
inventory
of
the
furniture
.
It
was
no
unfit
messanger
of
death
,
who
had
disturbed
the
quiet
of
the
matron
's
room
.
Her
body
was
bent
by
age
;
her
limbs
trembled
with
palsy
;
her
face
,
distorted
into
a
mumbling
leer
,
resembled
more
the
grotesque
shaping
of
some
wild
pencil
,
than
the
work
of
Nature
's
hand
.
