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‘
He
would
if
he
could
,
confound
him
for
that
and
all
other
kindnesses
,
’
said
the
young
man
impatiently
.
‘
But
nothing
can
come
of
this
subject
now
,
and
let
us
have
done
with
it
in
the
Devil
’
s
name
.
’
‘
Agreed
,
’
returned
Quilp
,
‘
agreed
on
my
part
readily
.
Why
have
I
alluded
to
it
?
Just
to
show
you
,
Frederick
,
that
I
have
always
stood
your
friend
.
You
little
knew
who
was
your
friend
,
and
who
your
foe
;
now
did
you
?
You
thought
I
was
against
you
,
and
so
there
has
been
a
coolness
between
us
;
but
it
was
all
on
your
side
,
entirely
on
your
side
.
Let
’
s
shake
hands
again
,
Fred
.
’
With
his
head
sunk
down
between
his
shoulders
,
and
a
hideous
grin
over
-
spreading
his
face
,
the
dwarf
stood
up
and
stretched
his
short
arm
across
the
table
.
After
a
moment
’
s
hesitation
,
the
young
man
stretched
out
his
to
meet
it
;
Quilp
clutched
his
fingers
in
a
grip
that
for
the
moment
stopped
the
current
of
the
blood
within
them
,
and
pressing
his
other
hand
upon
his
lip
and
frowning
towards
the
unsuspicious
Richard
,
released
them
and
sat
down
.
This
action
was
not
lost
upon
Trent
,
who
,
knowing
that
Richard
Swiveller
was
a
mere
tool
in
his
hands
and
knew
no
more
of
his
designs
than
he
thought
proper
to
communicate
,
saw
that
the
dwarf
perfectly
understood
their
relative
position
,
and
fully
entered
into
the
character
of
his
friend
.
It
is
something
to
be
appreciated
,
even
in
knavery
.
This
silent
homage
to
his
superior
abilities
,
no
less
than
a
sense
of
the
power
with
which
the
dwarf
’
s
quick
perception
had
already
invested
him
,
inclined
the
young
man
towards
that
ugly
worthy
,
and
determined
him
to
profit
by
his
aid
.
It
being
now
Mr
Quilp
’
s
cue
to
change
the
subject
with
all
convenient
expedition
,
lest
Richard
Swiveller
in
his
heedlessness
should
reveal
anything
which
it
was
inexpedient
for
the
women
to
know
,
he
proposed
a
game
at
four
-
handed
cribbage
,
and
partners
being
cut
for
,
Mrs
Quilp
fell
to
Frederick
Trent
,
and
Dick
himself
to
Quilp
.
Mrs
Jiniwin
being
very
fond
of
cards
was
carefully
excluded
by
her
son
-
in
-
law
from
any
participation
in
the
game
,
and
had
assigned
to
her
the
duty
of
occasionally
replenishing
the
glasses
from
the
case
-
bottle
;
Mr
Quilp
from
that
moment
keeping
one
eye
constantly
upon
her
,
lest
she
should
by
any
means
procure
a
taste
of
the
same
,
and
thereby
tantalising
the
wretched
old
lady
(
who
was
as
much
attached
to
the
case
-
bottle
as
the
cards
)
in
a
double
degree
and
most
ingenious
manner
.
But
it
was
not
to
Mrs
Jiniwin
alone
that
Mr
Quilp
’
s
attention
was
restricted
,
as
several
other
matters
required
his
constant
vigilance
.
Among
his
various
eccentric
habits
he
had
a
humorous
one
of
always
cheating
at
cards
,
which
rendered
necessary
on
his
part
,
not
only
a
close
observance
of
the
game
,
and
a
sleight
-
of
-
hand
in
counting
and
scoring
,
but
also
involved
the
constant
correction
,
by
looks
,
and
frowns
,
and
kicks
under
the
table
,
of
Richard
Swiveller
,
who
being
bewildered
by
the
rapidity
with
which
his
cards
were
told
,
and
the
rate
at
which
the
pegs
travelled
down
the
board
,
could
not
be
prevented
from
sometimes
expressing
his
surprise
and
incredulity
.
Mrs
Quilp
too
was
the
partner
of
young
Trent
,
and
for
every
look
that
passed
between
them
,
and
every
word
they
spoke
,
and
every
card
they
played
,
the
dwarf
had
eyes
and
ears
;
not
occupied
alone
with
what
was
passing
above
the
table
,
but
with
signals
that
might
be
exchanging
beneath
it
,
which
he
laid
all
kinds
of
traps
to
detect
;
besides
often
treading
on
his
wife
’
s
toes
to
see
whether
she
cried
out
or
remained
silent
under
the
infliction
,
in
which
latter
case
it
would
have
been
quite
clear
that
Trent
had
been
treading
on
her
toes
before
.
Yet
,
in
the
most
of
all
these
distractions
,
the
one
eye
was
upon
the
old
lady
always
,
and
if
she
so
much
as
stealthily
advanced
a
tea
-
spoon
towards
a
neighbouring
glass
(
which
she
often
did
)
,
for
the
purpose
of
abstracting
but
one
sup
of
its
sweet
contents
,
Quilp
’
s
hand
would
overset
it
in
the
very
moment
of
her
triumph
,
and
Quilp
’
s
mocking
voice
implore
her
to
regard
her
precious
health
.
And
in
any
one
of
these
his
many
cares
,
from
first
to
last
,
Quilp
never
flagged
nor
faltered
.
At
length
,
when
they
had
played
a
great
many
rubbers
and
drawn
pretty
freely
upon
the
case
-
bottle
,
Mr
Quilp
warned
his
lady
to
retire
to
rest
,
and
that
submissive
wife
complying
,
and
being
followed
by
her
indignant
mother
,
Mr
Swiveller
fell
asleep
.
The
dwarf
beckoning
his
remaining
companion
to
the
other
end
of
the
room
,
held
a
short
conference
with
him
in
whispers
.
‘
It
’
s
as
well
not
to
say
more
than
one
can
help
before
our
worthy
friend
,
’
said
Quilp
,
making
a
grimace
towards
the
slumbering
Dick
.
‘
Is
it
a
bargain
between
us
,
Fred
?
Shall
he
marry
little
rosy
Nell
by
-
and
-
by
?
’
‘
You
have
some
end
of
your
own
to
answer
,
of
course
,
’
returned
the
other
.
