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While
he
was
thus
engaged
,
Kit
made
some
anxious
inquiries
about
his
employers
,
and
whether
they
had
expressed
any
opinion
concerning
him
;
but
all
he
could
learn
was
that
Mr
Abel
had
himself
broken
the
intelligence
to
his
mother
,
with
great
kindness
and
delicacy
,
late
on
the
previous
night
,
but
had
himself
expressed
no
opinion
of
his
innocence
or
guilt
.
Kit
was
on
the
point
of
mustering
courage
to
ask
Barbara
’
s
mother
about
Barbara
,
when
the
turnkey
who
had
conducted
him
,
reappeared
,
a
second
turnkey
appeared
behind
his
visitors
,
and
the
third
turnkey
with
the
newspaper
cried
‘
Time
’
s
up
!
’
—
adding
in
the
same
breath
‘
Now
for
the
next
party
!
’
and
then
plunging
deep
into
his
newspaper
again
.
Kit
was
taken
off
in
an
instant
,
with
a
blessing
from
his
mother
,
and
a
scream
from
little
Jacob
,
ringing
in
his
ears
.
As
he
was
crossing
the
next
yard
with
the
basket
in
his
hand
,
under
the
guidance
of
his
former
conductor
,
another
officer
called
to
them
to
stop
,
and
came
up
with
a
pint
pot
of
porter
in
his
hand
.
‘
This
is
Christopher
Nubbles
,
isn
’
t
it
,
that
come
in
last
night
for
felony
?
’
said
the
man
.
His
comrade
replied
that
this
was
the
chicken
in
question
.
‘
Then
here
’
s
your
beer
,
’
said
the
other
man
to
Christopher
.
‘
What
are
you
looking
at
?
There
an
’
t
a
discharge
in
it
.
’
‘
I
beg
your
pardon
,
’
said
Kit
.
‘
Who
sent
it
me
?
’
‘
Why
,
your
friend
,
’
replied
the
man
.
‘
You
’
re
to
have
it
every
day
,
he
says
.
And
so
you
will
,
if
he
pays
for
it
.
’
‘
My
friend
!
’
repeated
Kit
.
‘
You
’
re
all
abroad
,
seemingly
,
’
returned
the
other
man
.
‘
There
’
s
his
letter
Take
hold
!
’
Kit
took
it
,
and
when
he
was
locked
up
again
,
read
as
follows
.
