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‘
Thank
you
Sir
,
I
must
be
going
directly
.
’
‘
Put
it
down
while
you
stay
,
at
any
rate
,
’
said
Brass
,
taking
it
from
him
and
making
some
confusion
among
the
papers
,
in
finding
a
place
for
it
on
the
desk
.
‘
I
was
thinking
,
Kit
,
that
we
have
often
houses
to
let
for
people
we
are
concerned
for
,
and
matters
of
that
sort
.
Now
you
know
we
’
re
obliged
to
put
people
into
those
houses
to
take
care
of
‘
em
—
very
often
undeserving
people
that
we
can
’
t
depend
upon
.
What
’
s
to
prevent
our
having
a
person
that
we
can
depend
upon
,
and
enjoying
the
delight
of
doing
a
good
action
at
the
same
time
?
I
say
,
what
’
s
to
prevent
our
employing
this
worthy
woman
,
your
mother
?
What
with
one
job
and
another
,
there
’
s
lodging
—
and
good
lodging
too
—
pretty
well
all
the
year
round
,
rent
free
,
and
a
weekly
allowance
besides
,
Kit
,
that
would
provide
her
with
a
great
many
comforts
she
don
’
t
at
present
enjoy
.
Now
what
do
you
think
of
that
?
Do
you
see
any
objection
?
My
only
desire
is
to
serve
you
,
Kit
;
therefore
if
you
do
,
say
so
freely
.
’
As
Brass
spoke
,
he
moved
the
hat
twice
or
thrice
,
and
shuffled
among
the
papers
again
,
as
if
in
search
of
something
.
‘
How
can
I
see
any
objection
to
such
a
kind
offer
,
sir
?
’
replied
Kit
with
his
whole
heart
.
‘
I
don
’
t
know
how
to
thank
you
sir
,
I
don
’
t
indeed
.
’
‘
Why
then
,
’
said
Brass
,
suddenly
turning
upon
him
and
thrusting
his
face
close
to
Kit
’
s
with
such
a
repulsive
smile
that
the
latter
,
even
in
the
very
height
of
his
gratitude
,
drew
back
,
quite
startled
.
‘
Why
then
,
it
’
s
done
.
’
Kit
looked
at
him
in
some
confusion
.
‘
Done
,
I
say
,
’
added
Sampson
,
rubbing
his
hands
and
veiling
himself
again
in
his
usual
oily
manner
.
‘
Ha
ha
!
and
so
you
shall
find
Kit
,
so
you
shall
find
.
But
dear
me
,
’
said
Brass
,
‘
what
a
time
Mr
Richard
is
gone
!
A
sad
loiterer
to
be
sure
!
Will
you
mind
the
office
one
minute
,
while
I
run
up
-
stairs
?
Only
one
minute
.
I
’
ll
not
detain
you
an
instant
longer
,
on
any
account
,
Kit
.
’
Talking
as
he
went
,
Mr
Brass
bustled
out
of
the
office
,
and
in
a
very
short
time
returned
.
Mr
Swiveller
came
back
,
almost
at
the
same
instant
;
and
as
Kit
was
leaving
the
room
hastily
,
to
make
up
for
lost
time
,
Miss
Brass
herself
encountered
him
in
the
doorway
.
‘
Oh
!
’
sneered
Sally
,
looking
after
him
as
she
entered
.
‘
There
goes
your
pet
,
Sammy
,
eh
?
’
