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Mr
Brass
looked
at
him
,
at
his
sister
,
at
the
walls
,
at
the
ceiling
,
at
the
floor
—
everywhere
but
at
Kit
,
who
stood
quite
stupefied
and
motionless
‘
And
this
,
’
cried
Sampson
,
clasping
his
hands
,
‘
is
the
world
that
turns
upon
its
own
axis
,
and
has
Lunar
influences
,
and
revolutions
round
Heavenly
Bodies
,
and
various
games
of
that
sort
!
This
is
human
natur
,
is
it
!
Oh
natur
,
natur
!
This
is
the
miscreant
that
I
was
going
to
benefit
with
all
my
little
arts
,
and
that
,
even
now
,
I
feel
so
much
for
,
as
to
wish
to
let
him
go
!
But
,
’
added
Mr
Brass
with
greater
fortitude
,
‘
I
am
myself
a
lawyer
,
and
bound
to
set
an
example
in
carrying
the
laws
of
my
happy
country
into
effect
.
Sally
my
dear
,
forgive
me
,
and
catch
hold
of
him
on
the
other
side
.
Mr
Richard
,
sir
,
have
the
goodness
to
run
and
fetch
a
constable
.
The
weakness
is
past
and
over
sir
,
and
moral
strength
returns
.
A
constable
,
sir
,
if
you
please
!
’
Kit
stood
as
one
entranced
,
with
his
eyes
opened
wide
and
fixed
upon
the
ground
,
regardless
alike
of
the
tremulous
hold
which
Mr
Brass
maintained
on
one
side
of
his
cravat
,
and
of
the
firmer
grasp
of
Miss
Sally
upon
the
other
;
although
this
latter
detention
was
in
itself
no
small
inconvenience
,
as
that
fascinating
woman
,
besides
screwing
her
knuckles
inconveniently
into
his
throat
from
time
to
time
,
had
fastened
upon
him
in
the
first
instance
with
so
tight
a
grip
that
even
in
the
disorder
and
distraction
of
his
thoughts
he
could
not
divest
himself
of
an
uneasy
sense
of
choking
.
Between
the
brother
and
sister
he
remained
in
this
posture
,
quite
unresisting
and
passive
,
until
Mr
Swiveller
returned
,
with
a
police
constable
at
his
heels
.
This
functionary
,
being
,
of
course
,
well
used
to
such
scenes
;
looking
upon
all
kinds
of
robbery
,
from
petty
larceny
up
to
housebreaking
or
ventures
on
the
highway
,
as
matters
in
the
regular
course
of
business
;
and
regarding
the
perpetrators
in
the
light
of
so
many
customers
coming
to
be
served
at
the
wholesale
and
retail
shop
of
criminal
law
where
he
stood
behind
the
counter
;
received
Mr
Brass
’
s
statement
of
facts
with
about
as
much
interest
and
surprise
,
as
an
undertaker
might
evince
if
required
to
listen
to
a
circumstantial
account
of
the
last
illness
of
a
person
whom
he
was
called
in
to
wait
upon
professionally
;
and
took
Kit
into
custody
with
a
decent
indifference
.
‘
We
had
better
,
’
said
this
subordinate
minister
of
justice
,
‘
get
to
the
office
while
there
’
s
a
magistrate
sitting
.
I
shall
want
you
to
come
along
with
us
,
Mr
Brass
,
and
the
—
’
he
looked
at
Miss
Sally
as
if
in
some
doubt
whether
she
might
not
be
a
griffin
or
other
fabulous
monster
.
‘
The
lady
,
eh
?
’
said
Sampson
.
‘
Ah
!
’
replied
the
constable
.
‘
Yes
—
the
lady
.
Likewise
the
young
man
that
found
the
property
.
’
‘
Mr
Richard
,
Sir
,
’
said
Brass
in
a
mournful
voice
.
‘
A
sad
necessity
.
But
the
altar
of
our
country
sir
—
’
‘
You
’
ll
have
a
hackney
-
coach
,
I
suppose
?
’
interrupted
the
constable
,
holding
Kit
(
whom
his
other
captors
had
released
)
carelessly
by
the
arm
,
a
little
above
the
elbow
.
‘
Be
so
good
as
send
for
one
,
will
you
?
’
