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'
I
wish
,
'
said
Toby
turning
to
Mr.
Chitling
,
'
that
you
had
picked
out
some
other
crig
when
the
two
old
ones
got
too
warm
,
and
had
not
come
here
,
my
fine
feller
.
'
'
Why
did
n't
you
,
blunder-head
!
'
said
Kags
.
'
Well
,
I
thought
you
'd
have
been
a
little
more
glad
to
see
me
than
this
,
'
replied
Mr.
Chitling
,
with
a
melancholy
air
.
'
Why
,
look
'
e
,
young
gentleman
,
'
said
Toby
,
'
when
a
man
keeps
himself
so
very
ex-clusive
as
I
have
done
,
and
by
that
means
has
a
snug
house
over
his
head
with
nobody
a
prying
and
smelling
about
it
,
it
's
rather
a
startling
thing
to
have
the
honour
of
a
wisit
from
a
young
gentleman
(
however
respectable
and
pleasant
a
person
he
may
be
to
play
cards
with
at
conweniency
)
circumstanced
as
you
are
.
'
'
Especially
,
when
the
exclusive
young
man
has
got
a
friend
stopping
with
him
,
that
's
arrived
sooner
than
was
expected
from
foreign
parts
,
and
is
too
modest
to
want
to
be
presented
to
the
Judges
on
his
return
,
'
added
Mr.
Kags
.
There
was
a
short
silence
,
after
which
Toby
Crackit
,
seeming
to
abandon
as
hopeless
any
further
effort
to
maintain
his
usual
devil-may-care
swagger
,
turned
to
Chitling
and
said
,
'
When
was
Fagin
took
then
?
'
'
Just
at
dinner-time
--
two
o'clock
this
afternoon
.
Charley
and
I
made
our
lucky
up
the
wash-us
chimney
,
and
Bolter
got
into
the
empty
water-butt
,
head
downwards
;
but
his
legs
were
so
precious
long
that
they
stuck
out
at
the
top
,
and
so
they
took
him
too
.
'
'
And
Bet
?
'
'
Poor
Bet
!
She
went
to
see
the
Body
,
to
speak
to
who
it
was
,
'
replied
Chitling
,
his
countenance
falling
more
and
more
,
'
and
went
off
mad
,
screaming
and
raving
,
and
beating
her
head
against
the
boards
;
so
they
put
a
strait-weskut
on
her
and
took
her
to
the
hospital
--
and
there
she
is
.
'
