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‘
Perhaps
a
ladder
,
’
suggested
Dick
,
‘
and
getting
in
at
the
first
-
floor
window
—
’
‘
But
then
there
’
s
a
door
between
;
besides
,
the
neighbours
would
be
up
in
arms
,
’
said
Brass
.
‘
What
do
you
say
to
getting
on
the
roof
of
the
house
through
the
trap
-
door
,
and
dropping
down
the
chimney
?
’
suggested
Dick
.
‘
That
would
be
an
excellent
plan
,
’
said
Brass
,
‘
if
anybody
would
be
—
’
and
here
he
looked
very
hard
at
Mr
Swiveller
—
‘
would
be
kind
,
and
friendly
,
and
generous
enough
,
to
undertake
it
.
I
dare
say
it
would
not
be
anything
like
as
disagreeable
as
one
supposes
.
’
Dick
had
made
the
suggestion
,
thinking
that
the
duty
might
possibly
fall
within
Miss
Sally
’
s
department
.
As
he
said
nothing
further
,
and
declined
taking
the
hint
,
Mr
Brass
was
fain
to
propose
that
they
should
go
up
stairs
together
,
and
make
a
last
effort
to
awaken
the
sleeper
by
some
less
violent
means
,
which
,
if
they
failed
on
this
last
trial
,
must
positively
be
succeeded
by
stronger
measures
.
Mr
Swiveller
,
assenting
,
armed
himself
with
his
stool
and
the
large
ruler
,
and
repaired
with
his
employer
to
the
scene
of
action
,
where
Miss
Brass
was
already
ringing
a
hand
-
bell
with
all
her
might
,
and
yet
without
producing
the
smallest
effect
upon
their
mysterious
lodger
.
‘
There
are
his
boots
,
Mr
Richard
!
’
said
Brass
.
‘
Very
obstinate
-
looking
articles
they
are
too
,
’
quoth
Richard
Swiveller
.
And
truly
,
they
were
as
sturdy
and
bluff
a
pair
of
boots
as
one
would
wish
to
see
;
as
firmly
planted
on
the
ground
as
if
their
owner
’
s
legs
and
feet
had
been
in
them
;
and
seeming
,
with
their
broad
soles
and
blunt
toes
,
to
hold
possession
of
their
place
by
main
force
.
‘
I
can
’
t
see
anything
but
the
curtain
of
the
bed
,
’
said
Brass
,
applying
his
eye
to
the
keyhole
of
the
door
.
‘
Is
he
a
strong
man
,
Mr
Richard
?
’
‘
Very
,
’
answered
Dick
.
