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‘
A
man
of
the
name
of
Jerry
,
sir
,
’
said
Short
,
turning
from
his
selfish
colleague
to
their
new
acquaintance
,
‘
wot
keeps
a
company
of
dancing
dogs
,
told
me
,
in
a
accidental
sort
of
way
,
that
he
had
seen
the
old
gentleman
in
connexion
with
a
travelling
wax
-
work
,
unbeknown
to
him
As
they
’
d
given
us
the
slip
,
and
nothing
had
come
of
it
,
and
this
was
down
in
the
country
that
he
’
d
been
seen
,
I
took
no
measures
about
it
,
and
asked
no
questions
—
But
I
can
,
if
you
like
.
’
‘
Is
this
man
in
town
?
’
said
the
impatient
single
gentleman
.
‘
Speak
faster
.
’
‘
No
he
isn
’
t
,
but
he
will
be
to
-
morrow
,
for
he
lodges
in
our
house
,
’
replied
Mr
Short
rapidly
.
‘
Then
bring
him
here
,
’
said
the
single
gentleman
.
‘
Here
’
s
a
sovereign
a
-
piece
.
If
I
can
find
these
people
through
your
means
,
it
is
but
a
prelude
to
twenty
more
.
Return
to
me
to
-
morrow
,
and
keep
your
own
counsel
on
this
subject
—
though
I
need
hardly
tell
you
that
;
for
you
’
ll
do
so
for
your
own
sakes
.
Now
,
give
me
your
address
,
and
leave
me
.
’
The
address
was
given
,
the
two
men
departed
,
the
crowd
went
with
them
,
and
the
single
gentleman
for
two
mortal
hours
walked
in
uncommon
agitation
up
and
down
his
room
,
over
the
wondering
heads
of
Mr
Swiveller
and
Miss
Sally
Brass
.
Kit
—
for
it
happens
at
this
juncture
,
not
only
that
we
have
breathing
time
to
follow
his
fortunes
,
but
that
the
necessities
of
these
adventures
so
adapt
themselves
to
our
ease
and
inclination
as
to
call
upon
us
imperatively
to
pursue
the
track
we
most
desire
to
take
—
Kit
,
while
the
matters
treated
of
in
the
last
fifteen
chapters
were
yet
in
progress
,
was
,
as
the
reader
may
suppose
,
gradually
familiarising
himself
more
and
more
with
Mr
and
Mrs
Garland
,
Mr
Abel
,
the
pony
,
and
Barbara
,
and
gradually
coming
to
consider
them
one
and
all
as
his
particular
private
friends
,
and
Abel
Cottage
,
Finchley
,
as
his
own
proper
home
.
Stay
—
the
words
are
written
,
and
may
go
,
but
if
they
convey
any
notion
that
Kit
,
in
the
plentiful
board
and
comfortable
lodging
of
his
new
abode
,
began
to
think
slightingly
of
the
poor
fare
and
furniture
of
his
old
dwelling
,
they
do
their
office
badly
and
commit
injustice
.
Who
so
mindful
of
those
he
left
at
home
—
albeit
they
were
but
a
mother
and
two
young
babies
—
as
Kit
?
What
boastful
father
in
the
fulness
of
his
heart
ever
related
such
wonders
of
his
infant
prodigy
,
as
Kit
never
wearied
of
telling
Barbara
in
the
evening
time
,
concerning
little
Jacob
?
Was
there
ever
such
a
mother
as
Kit
’
s
mother
,
on
her
son
’
s
showing
;
or
was
there
ever
such
comfort
in
poverty
as
in
the
poverty
of
Kit
’
s
family
,
if
any
correct
judgment
might
be
arrived
at
,
from
his
own
glowing
account
!
And
let
me
linger
in
this
place
,
for
an
instant
,
to
remark
that
if
ever
household
affections
and
loves
are
graceful
things
,
they
are
graceful
in
the
poor
.
The
ties
that
bind
the
wealthy
and
the
proud
to
home
may
be
forged
on
earth
,
but
those
which
link
the
poor
man
to
his
humble
hearth
are
of
the
truer
metal
and
bear
the
stamp
of
Heaven
.
The
man
of
high
descent
may
love
the
halls
and
lands
of
his
inheritance
as
part
of
himself
:
as
trophies
of
his
birth
and
power
;
his
associations
with
them
are
associations
of
pride
and
wealth
and
triumph
;
the
poor
man
’
s
attachment
to
the
tenements
he
holds
,
which
strangers
have
held
before
,
and
may
to
-
morrow
occupy
again
,
has
a
worthier
root
,
struck
deep
into
a
purer
soil
.
His
household
gods
are
of
flesh
and
blood
,
with
no
alloy
of
silver
,
gold
,
or
precious
stone
;
he
has
no
property
but
in
the
affections
of
his
own
heart
;
and
when
they
endear
bare
floors
and
walls
,
despite
of
rags
and
toil
and
scanty
fare
,
that
man
has
his
love
of
home
from
God
,
and
his
rude
hut
becomes
a
solemn
place
.
