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‘
Next
day
,
child
swallowed
two
beads
;
the
day
after
that
,
he
treated
himself
to
three
,
and
so
on
,
till
in
a
week
’
s
time
he
had
got
through
the
necklace
—
five
-
and
-
twenty
beads
in
all
.
The
sister
,
who
was
an
industrious
girl
,
and
seldom
treated
herself
to
a
bit
of
finery
,
cried
her
eyes
out
,
at
the
loss
of
the
necklace
;
looked
high
and
low
for
it
;
but
,
I
needn
’
t
say
,
didn
’
t
find
it
.
A
few
days
afterwards
,
the
family
were
at
dinner
—
baked
shoulder
of
mutton
,
and
potatoes
under
it
—
the
child
,
who
wasn
’
t
hungry
,
was
playing
about
the
room
,
when
suddenly
there
was
heard
a
devil
of
a
noise
,
like
a
small
hailstorm
.
"
Don
’
t
do
that
,
my
boy
,
"
said
the
father
.
"
I
ain
’
t
a
-
doin
’
nothing
,
"
said
the
child
.
"
Well
,
don
’
t
do
it
again
,
"
said
the
father
.
There
was
a
short
silence
,
and
then
the
noise
began
again
,
worse
than
ever
.
"
If
you
don
’
t
mind
what
I
say
,
my
boy
,
"
said
the
father
,
"
you
’
ll
find
yourself
in
bed
,
in
something
less
than
a
pig
’
s
whisper
.
"
He
gave
the
child
a
shake
to
make
him
obedient
,
and
such
a
rattling
ensued
as
nobody
ever
heard
before
.
"
Why
,
damme
,
it
’
s
IN
the
child
!
"
said
the
father
,
"
he
’
s
got
the
croup
in
the
wrong
place
!
"
"
No
,
I
haven
’
t
,
father
,
"
said
the
child
,
beginning
to
cry
,
"
it
’
s
the
necklace
;
I
swallowed
it
,
father
.
"
—
The
father
caught
the
child
up
,
and
ran
with
him
to
the
hospital
;
the
beads
in
the
boy
’
s
stomach
rattling
all
the
way
with
the
jolting
;
and
the
people
looking
up
in
the
air
,
and
down
in
the
cellars
,
to
see
where
the
unusual
sound
came
from
.
He
’
s
in
the
hospital
now
,
’
said
Jack
Hopkins
,
‘
and
he
makes
such
a
devil
of
a
noise
when
he
walks
about
,
that
they
’
re
obliged
to
muffle
him
in
a
watchman
’
s
coat
,
for
fear
he
should
wake
the
patients
.
’
‘
That
’
s
the
most
extraordinary
case
I
ever
heard
of
,
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
,
with
an
emphatic
blow
on
the
table
.
‘
Oh
,
that
’
s
nothing
,
’
said
Jack
Hopkins
.
‘
Is
it
,
Bob
?
’
‘
Certainly
not
,
’
replied
Bob
Sawyer
.
‘
Very
singular
things
occur
in
our
profession
,
I
can
assure
you
,
Sir
,
’
said
Hopkins
.
‘
So
I
should
be
disposed
to
imagine
,
’
replied
Mr
.
Pickwick
.
Another
knock
at
the
door
announced
a
large
-
headed
young
man
in
a
black
wig
,
who
brought
with
him
a
scorbutic
youth
in
a
long
stock
.
The
next
comer
was
a
gentleman
in
a
shirt
emblazoned
with
pink
anchors
,
who
was
closely
followed
by
a
pale
youth
with
a
plated
watchguard
.
The
arrival
of
a
prim
personage
in
clean
linen
and
cloth
boots
rendered
the
party
complete
.
The
little
table
with
the
green
baize
cover
was
wheeled
out
;
the
first
instalment
of
punch
was
brought
in
,
in
a
white
jug
;
and
the
succeeding
three
hours
were
devoted
to
VINGT
–
ET
–
UN
at
sixpence
a
dozen
,
which
was
only
once
interrupted
by
a
slight
dispute
between
the
scorbutic
youth
and
the
gentleman
with
the
pink
anchors
;
in
the
course
of
which
,
the
scorbutic
youth
intimated
a
burning
desire
to
pull
the
nose
of
the
gentleman
with
the
emblems
of
hope
;
in
reply
to
which
,
that
individual
expressed
his
decided
unwillingness
to
accept
of
any
‘
sauce
’
on
gratuitous
terms
,
either
from
the
irascible
young
gentleman
with
the
scorbutic
countenance
,
or
any
other
person
who
was
ornamented
with
a
head
.
When
the
last
‘
natural
’
had
been
declared
,
and
the
profit
and
loss
account
of
fish
and
sixpences
adjusted
,
to
the
satisfaction
of
all
parties
,
Mr
.
Bob
Sawyer
rang
for
supper
,
and
the
visitors
squeezed
themselves
into
corners
while
it
was
getting
ready
.
it
was
not
so
easily
got
ready
as
some
people
may
imagine
.
