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‘
Ah
!
’
rejoins
Mr
Brass
,
brim
-
full
of
moral
precepts
and
love
of
virtue
.
‘
A
charming
subject
of
reflection
for
you
,
very
charming
.
A
subject
of
proper
pride
and
congratulation
,
Christopher
.
Honesty
is
the
best
policy
.
—
I
always
find
it
so
myself
.
I
lost
forty
-
seven
pound
ten
by
being
honest
this
morning
.
But
it
’
s
all
gain
,
it
’
s
gain
!
’
Mr
Brass
slyly
tickles
his
nose
with
his
pen
,
and
looks
at
Kit
with
the
water
standing
in
his
eyes
.
Kit
thinks
that
if
ever
there
was
a
good
man
who
belied
his
appearance
,
that
man
is
Sampson
Brass
.
‘
A
man
,
’
says
Sampson
,
‘
who
loses
forty
-
seven
pound
ten
in
one
morning
by
his
honesty
,
is
a
man
to
be
envied
.
If
it
had
been
eighty
pound
,
the
luxuriousness
of
feeling
would
have
been
increased
.
Every
pound
lost
,
would
have
been
a
hundredweight
of
happiness
gained
.
The
still
small
voice
,
Christopher
,
’
cries
Brass
,
smiling
,
and
tapping
himself
on
the
bosom
,
‘
is
a
-
singing
comic
songs
within
me
,
and
all
is
happiness
and
joy
!
’
Kit
is
so
improved
by
the
conversation
,
and
finds
it
go
so
completely
home
to
his
feelings
,
that
he
is
considering
what
he
shall
say
,
when
Mr
Garland
appears
.
The
old
gentleman
is
helped
into
the
chaise
with
great
obsequiousness
by
Mr
Sampson
Brass
;
and
the
pony
,
after
shaking
his
head
several
times
,
and
standing
for
three
or
four
minutes
with
all
his
four
legs
planted
firmly
on
the
ground
,
as
if
he
had
made
up
his
mind
never
to
stir
from
that
spot
,
but
there
to
live
and
die
,
suddenly
darts
off
,
without
the
smallest
notice
,
at
the
rate
of
twelve
English
miles
an
hour
.
Then
,
Mr
Brass
and
his
sister
(
who
has
joined
him
at
the
door
)
exchange
an
odd
kind
of
smile
—
not
at
all
a
pleasant
one
in
its
expression
—
and
return
to
the
society
of
Mr
Richard
Swiveller
,
who
,
during
their
absence
,
has
been
regaling
himself
with
various
feats
of
pantomime
,
and
is
discovered
at
his
desk
,
in
a
very
flushed
and
heated
condition
,
violently
scratching
out
nothing
with
half
a
penknife
.
Whenever
Kit
came
alone
,
and
without
the
chaise
,
it
always
happened
that
Sampson
Brass
was
reminded
of
some
mission
,
calling
Mr
Swiveller
,
if
not
to
Peckham
Rye
again
,
at
all
events
to
some
pretty
distant
place
from
which
he
could
not
be
expected
to
return
for
two
or
three
hours
,
or
in
all
probability
a
much
longer
period
,
as
that
gentleman
was
not
,
to
say
the
truth
,
renowned
for
using
great
expedition
on
such
occasions
,
but
rather
for
protracting
and
spinning
out
the
time
to
the
very
utmost
limit
of
possibility
.
Mr
Swiveller
out
of
sight
,
Miss
Sally
immediately
withdrew
.
Mr
Brass
would
then
set
the
office
-
door
wide
open
,
hum
his
old
tune
with
great
gaiety
of
heart
,
and
smile
seraphically
as
before
.
Kit
coming
down
-
stairs
would
be
called
in
;
entertained
with
some
moral
and
agreeable
conversation
;
perhaps
entreated
to
mind
the
office
for
an
instant
while
Mr
Brass
stepped
over
the
way
;
and
afterwards
presented
with
one
or
two
half
-
crowns
as
the
case
might
be
.
This
occurred
so
often
,
that
Kit
,
nothing
doubting
but
that
they
came
from
the
single
gentleman
who
had
already
rewarded
his
mother
with
great
liberality
,
could
not
enough
admire
his
generosity
;
and
bought
so
many
cheap
presents
for
her
,
and
for
little
Jacob
,
and
for
the
baby
,
and
for
Barbara
to
boot
,
that
one
or
other
of
them
was
having
some
new
trifle
every
day
of
their
lives
.
While
these
acts
and
deeds
were
in
progress
in
and
out
of
the
office
of
Sampson
Brass
,
Richard
Swiveller
,
being
often
left
alone
therein
,
began
to
find
the
time
hang
heavy
on
his
hands
.
For
the
better
preservation
of
his
cheerfulness
therefore
,
and
to
prevent
his
faculties
from
rusting
,
he
provided
himself
with
a
cribbage
-
board
and
pack
of
cards
,
and
accustomed
himself
to
play
at
cribbage
with
a
dummy
,
for
twenty
,
thirty
,
or
sometimes
even
fifty
thousand
pounds
aside
,
besides
many
hazardous
bets
to
a
considerable
amount
.
As
these
games
were
very
silently
conducted
,
notwithstanding
the
magnitude
of
the
interests
involved
,
Mr
Swiveller
began
to
think
that
on
those
evenings
when
Mr
and
Miss
Brass
were
out
(
and
they
often
went
out
now
)
he
heard
a
kind
of
snorting
or
hard
-
breathing
sound
in
the
direction
of
the
door
,
which
it
occurred
to
him
,
after
some
reflection
,
must
proceed
from
the
small
servant
,
who
always
had
a
cold
from
damp
living
.
Looking
intently
that
way
one
night
,
he
plainly
distinguished
an
eye
gleaming
and
glistening
at
the
keyhole
;
and
having
now
no
doubt
that
his
suspicions
were
correct
,
he
stole
softly
to
the
door
,
and
pounced
upon
her
before
she
was
aware
of
his
approach
.
