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‘
The
search
has
been
quite
unsuccessful
then
?
’
‘
Quite
,
master
.
But
I
should
say
that
if
he
turns
up
anywhere
,
he
’
ll
come
ashore
somewhere
about
Grinidge
to
-
morrow
,
at
ebb
tide
,
eh
,
mate
?
’
The
other
gentleman
assented
,
observing
that
he
was
expected
at
the
Hospital
,
and
that
several
pensioners
would
be
ready
to
receive
him
whenever
he
arrived
.
‘
Then
we
have
nothing
for
it
but
resignation
,
’
said
Mr
Brass
;
‘
nothing
but
resignation
and
expectation
.
It
would
be
a
comfort
to
have
his
body
;
it
would
be
a
dreary
comfort
.
’
‘
Oh
,
beyond
a
doubt
,
’
assented
Mrs
Jiniwin
hastily
;
‘
if
we
once
had
that
,
we
should
be
quite
sure
.
’
‘
With
regard
to
the
descriptive
advertisement
,
’
said
Sampson
Brass
,
taking
up
his
pen
.
‘
It
is
a
melancholy
pleasure
to
recall
his
traits
.
Respecting
his
legs
now
—
?
’
‘
Crooked
,
certainly
,
’
said
Mrs
Jiniwin
.
‘
Do
you
think
they
were
crooked
?
’
said
Brass
,
in
an
insinuating
tone
.
‘
I
think
I
see
them
now
coming
up
the
street
very
wide
apart
,
in
nankeen
’
pantaloons
a
little
shrunk
and
without
straps
.
Ah
!
what
a
vale
of
tears
we
live
in
.
Do
we
say
crooked
?
’
‘
I
think
they
were
a
little
so
,
’
observed
Mrs
Quilp
with
a
sob
.
‘
Legs
crooked
,
’
said
Brass
,
writing
as
he
spoke
.
‘
Large
head
,
short
body
,
legs
crooked
—
’
