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It
may
be
observed
in
this
place
,
lest
the
fact
of
Mr
Brass
calling
a
lady
a
rascal
,
should
occasion
any
wonderment
or
surprise
,
that
he
was
so
habituated
to
having
her
near
him
in
a
man
’
s
capacity
,
that
he
had
gradually
accustomed
himself
to
talk
to
her
as
though
she
were
really
a
man
.
And
this
feeling
was
so
perfectly
reciprocal
,
that
not
only
did
Mr
Brass
often
call
Miss
Brass
a
rascal
,
or
even
put
an
adjective
before
the
rascal
,
but
Miss
Brass
looked
upon
it
as
quite
a
matter
of
course
,
and
was
as
little
moved
as
any
other
lady
would
be
by
being
called
an
angel
.
‘
What
do
you
taunt
me
,
after
three
hours
’
talk
last
night
,
with
going
to
keep
a
clerk
for
?
’
repeated
Mr
Brass
,
grinning
again
with
the
pen
in
his
mouth
,
like
some
nobleman
’
s
or
gentleman
’
s
crest
.
‘
Is
it
my
fault
?
’
‘
All
I
know
is
,
’
said
Miss
Sally
,
smiling
drily
,
for
she
delighted
in
nothing
so
much
as
irritating
her
brother
,
‘
that
if
every
one
of
your
clients
is
to
force
us
to
keep
a
clerk
,
whether
we
want
to
or
not
,
you
had
better
leave
off
business
,
strike
yourself
off
the
roll
,
and
get
taken
in
execution
,
as
soon
as
you
can
.
’
‘
Have
we
got
any
other
client
like
him
?
’
said
Brass
.
‘
Have
we
got
another
client
like
him
now
—
will
you
answer
me
that
?
’
‘
Do
you
mean
in
the
face
!
’
said
his
sister
.
‘
Do
I
mean
in
the
face
!
’
sneered
Sampson
Brass
,
reaching
over
to
take
up
the
bill
-
book
,
and
fluttering
its
leaves
rapidly
.
‘
Look
here
—
Daniel
Quilp
,
Esquire
—
Daniel
Quilp
,
Esquire
—
Daniel
Quilp
,
Esquire
—
all
through
.
Whether
should
I
take
a
clerk
that
he
recommends
,
and
says
,
“
this
is
the
man
for
you
,
”
or
lose
all
this
,
eh
?
’
Miss
Sally
deigned
to
make
no
reply
,
but
smiled
again
,
and
went
on
with
her
work
.
‘
But
I
know
what
it
is
,
’
resumed
Brass
after
a
short
silence
.
‘
You
’
re
afraid
you
won
’
t
have
as
long
a
finger
in
the
business
as
you
’
ve
been
used
to
have
.
Do
you
think
I
don
’
t
see
through
that
?
’
