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‘
Sweet
Sally
!
’
cried
Quilp
,
extending
his
arms
as
if
about
to
embrace
her
.
‘
Gentle
,
charming
,
overwhelming
Sally
.
’
‘
He
’
s
a
very
remarkable
man
indeed
!
’
soliloquised
Mr
Brass
.
‘
He
’
s
quite
a
Troubadour
,
you
know
;
quite
a
Troubadour
!
’
These
complimentary
expressions
were
uttered
in
a
somewhat
absent
and
distracted
manner
;
for
the
unfortunate
lawyer
,
besides
having
a
bad
cold
in
his
head
,
had
got
wet
in
coming
,
and
would
have
willingly
borne
some
pecuniary
sacrifice
if
he
could
have
shifted
his
present
raw
quarters
to
a
warm
room
,
and
dried
himself
at
a
fire
.
Quilp
,
however
—
who
,
beyond
the
gratification
of
his
demon
whims
,
owed
Sampson
some
acknowledgment
of
the
part
he
had
played
in
the
mourning
scene
of
which
he
had
been
a
hidden
witness
,
marked
these
symptoms
of
uneasiness
with
a
delight
past
all
expression
,
and
derived
from
them
a
secret
joy
which
the
costliest
banquet
could
never
have
afforded
him
.
It
is
worthy
of
remark
,
too
,
as
illustrating
a
little
feature
in
the
character
of
Miss
Sally
Brass
,
that
,
although
on
her
own
account
she
would
have
borne
the
discomforts
of
the
Wilderness
with
a
very
ill
grace
,
and
would
probably
,
indeed
,
have
walked
off
before
the
tea
appeared
,
she
no
sooner
beheld
the
latent
uneasiness
and
misery
of
her
brother
than
she
developed
a
grim
satisfaction
,
and
began
to
enjoy
herself
after
her
own
manner
.
Though
the
wet
came
stealing
through
the
roof
and
trickling
down
upon
their
heads
,
Miss
Brass
uttered
no
complaint
,
but
presided
over
the
tea
equipage
with
imperturbable
composure
.
While
Mr
Quilp
,
in
his
uproarious
hospitality
,
seated
himself
upon
an
empty
beer
-
barrel
,
vaunted
the
place
as
the
most
beautiful
and
comfortable
in
the
three
kingdoms
,
and
elevating
his
glass
,
drank
to
their
next
merry
-
meeting
in
that
jovial
spot
;
and
Mr
Brass
,
with
the
rain
plashing
down
into
his
tea
-
cup
,
made
a
dismal
attempt
to
pluck
up
his
spirits
and
appear
at
his
ease
;
and
Tom
Scott
,
who
was
in
waiting
at
the
door
under
an
old
umbrella
,
exulted
in
his
agonies
,
and
bade
fair
to
split
his
sides
with
laughing
;
while
all
this
was
passing
,
Miss
Sally
Brass
,
unmindful
of
the
wet
which
dripped
down
upon
her
own
feminine
person
and
fair
apparel
,
sat
placidly
behind
the
tea
-
board
,
erect
and
grizzly
,
contemplating
the
unhappiness
of
her
brother
with
a
mind
at
ease
,
and
content
,
in
her
amiable
disregard
of
self
,
to
sit
there
all
night
,
witnessing
the
torments
which
his
avaricious
and
grovelling
nature
compelled
him
to
endure
and
forbade
him
to
resent
.
And
this
,
it
must
be
observed
,
or
the
illustration
would
be
incomplete
,
although
in
a
business
point
of
view
she
had
the
strongest
sympathy
with
Mr
Sampson
,
and
would
have
been
beyond
measure
indignant
if
he
had
thwarted
their
client
in
any
one
respect
.
In
the
height
of
his
boisterous
merriment
,
Mr
Quilp
,
having
on
some
pretence
dismissed
his
attendant
sprite
for
the
moment
,
resumed
his
usual
manner
all
at
once
,
dismounted
from
his
cask
,
and
laid
his
hand
upon
the
lawyer
’
s
sleeve
.
‘
A
word
,
’
said
the
dwarf
,
‘
before
we
go
farther
.
Sally
,
hark
’
ee
for
a
minute
.
’
Miss
Sally
drew
closer
,
as
if
accustomed
to
business
conferences
with
their
host
which
were
the
better
for
not
having
air
.
