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Although
at
another
time
Mr
Swiveller
might
have
looked
upon
this
as
a
doubtful
compliment
,
he
felt
it
,
under
the
then
-
existing
circumstances
,
a
great
relief
to
be
assured
that
he
was
not
wrongfully
suspected
.
When
he
had
made
a
suitable
reply
,
Mr
Brass
wrung
him
by
the
hand
,
and
fell
into
a
brown
study
,
as
did
Miss
Sally
likewise
.
Richard
too
remained
in
a
thoughtful
state
;
fearing
every
moment
to
hear
the
Marchioness
impeached
,
and
unable
to
resist
the
conviction
that
she
must
be
guilty
.
When
they
had
severally
remained
in
this
condition
for
some
minutes
,
Miss
Sally
all
at
once
gave
a
loud
rap
upon
the
desk
with
her
clenched
fist
,
and
cried
,
‘
I
’
ve
hit
it
!
’
—
as
indeed
she
had
,
and
chipped
a
piece
out
of
it
too
;
but
that
was
not
her
meaning
.
‘
Well
,
’
cried
Brass
anxiously
.
‘
Go
on
,
will
you
!
’
‘
Why
,
’
replied
his
sister
with
an
air
of
triumph
,
‘
hasn
’
t
there
been
somebody
always
coming
in
and
out
of
this
office
for
the
last
three
or
four
weeks
;
hasn
’
t
that
somebody
been
left
alone
in
it
sometimes
—
thanks
to
you
;
and
do
you
mean
to
tell
me
that
that
somebody
isn
’
t
the
thief
!
’
‘
What
somebody
?
’
blustered
Brass
.
‘
Why
,
what
do
you
call
him
—
Kit
.
’
‘
Mr
Garland
’
s
young
man
?
’
‘
To
be
sure
.
’
‘
Never
!
’
cried
Brass
.
‘
Never
.
I
’
ll
not
hear
of
it
.
Don
’
t
tell
me
’
—
said
Sampson
,
shaking
his
head
,
and
working
with
both
his
hands
as
if
he
were
clearing
away
ten
thousand
cobwebs
.
‘
I
’
ll
never
believe
it
of
him
.
Never
!
’
‘
I
say
,
’
repeated
Miss
Brass
,
taking
another
pinch
of
snuff
,
‘
that
he
’
s
the
thief
.
’
