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‘
Money
?
’
cried
Brass
,
taking
out
his
purse
.
‘
Ha
ha
!
To
be
sure
,
Mr
Richard
,
to
be
sure
,
sir
.
All
men
must
live
.
You
haven
’
t
change
for
a
five
-
pound
note
,
have
you
sir
?
’
‘
No
,
’
returned
Dick
,
shortly
.
‘
Oh
!
’
said
Brass
,
‘
here
’
s
the
very
sum
.
That
saves
trouble
.
You
’
re
very
welcome
I
’
m
sure
.
—
Mr
Richard
,
sir
—
’
Dick
,
who
had
by
this
time
reached
the
door
,
turned
round
.
‘
You
needn
’
t
,
’
said
Brass
,
‘
trouble
yourself
to
come
back
any
more
,
Sir
.
’
‘
Eh
?
’
‘
You
see
,
Mr
Richard
,
’
said
Brass
,
thrusting
his
hands
in
his
pockets
,
and
rocking
himself
to
and
fro
on
his
stool
,
‘
the
fact
is
,
that
a
man
of
your
abilities
is
lost
,
Sir
,
quite
lost
,
in
our
dry
and
mouldy
line
.
It
’
s
terrible
drudgery
—
shocking
.
I
should
say
,
now
,
that
the
stage
,
or
the
—
or
the
army
,
Mr
Richard
—
or
something
very
superior
in
the
licensed
victualling
way
—
was
the
kind
of
thing
that
would
call
out
the
genius
of
such
a
man
as
you
.
I
hope
you
’
ll
look
in
to
see
us
now
and
then
Sally
,
Sir
,
will
be
delighted
I
’
m
sure
.
She
’
s
extremely
sorry
to
lose
you
,
Mr
Richard
,
but
a
sense
of
her
duty
to
society
reconciles
her
.
An
amazing
creature
that
,
sir
!
You
’
ll
find
the
money
quite
correct
,
I
think
.
There
’
s
a
cracked
window
sir
,
but
I
’
ve
not
made
any
deduction
on
that
account
.
Whenever
we
part
with
friends
,
Mr
Richard
,
let
us
part
liberally
.
A
delightful
sentiment
,
sir
!
’
To
all
these
rambling
observations
,
Mr
Swiveller
answered
not
one
word
,
but
,
returning
for
the
aquatic
jacket
,
rolled
it
into
a
tight
round
ball
:
looking
steadily
at
Brass
meanwhile
as
if
he
had
some
intention
of
bowling
him
down
with
it
.
He
only
took
it
under
his
arm
,
however
,
and
marched
out
of
the
office
in
profound
silence
.
When
he
had
closed
the
door
,
he
re
-
opened
it
,
stared
in
again
for
a
few
moments
with
the
same
portentous
gravity
,
and
nodding
his
head
once
,
in
a
slow
and
ghost
-
like
manner
,
vanished
.
He
paid
the
coachman
,
and
turned
his
back
on
Bevis
Marks
,
big
with
great
designs
for
the
comforting
of
Kit
’
s
mother
and
the
aid
of
Kit
himself
.
