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The
child
’
s
voice
was
lost
in
sobs
as
she
dropped
upon
the
old
man
’
s
neck
;
nor
did
she
weep
alone
.
These
were
not
words
for
other
ears
,
nor
was
it
a
scene
for
other
eyes
.
And
yet
other
ears
and
eyes
were
there
and
greedily
taking
in
all
that
passed
,
and
moreover
they
were
the
ears
and
eyes
of
no
less
a
person
than
Mr
Daniel
Quilp
,
who
,
having
entered
unseen
when
the
child
first
placed
herself
at
the
old
man
’
s
side
,
refrained
—
actuated
,
no
doubt
,
by
motives
of
the
purest
delicacy
—
from
interrupting
the
conversation
,
and
stood
looking
on
with
his
accustomed
grin
.
Standing
,
however
,
being
a
tiresome
attitude
to
a
gentleman
already
fatigued
with
walking
,
and
the
dwarf
being
one
of
that
kind
of
persons
who
usually
make
themselves
at
home
,
he
soon
cast
his
eyes
upon
a
chair
,
into
which
he
skipped
with
uncommon
agility
,
and
perching
himself
on
the
back
with
his
feet
upon
the
seat
,
was
thus
enabled
to
look
on
and
listen
with
greater
comfort
to
himself
,
besides
gratifying
at
the
same
time
that
taste
for
doing
something
fantastic
and
monkey
-
like
,
which
on
all
occasions
had
strong
possession
of
him
.
Here
,
then
,
he
sat
,
one
leg
cocked
carelessly
over
the
other
,
his
chin
resting
on
the
palm
of
his
hand
,
his
head
turned
a
little
on
one
side
,
and
his
ugly
features
twisted
into
a
complacent
grimace
.
And
in
this
position
the
old
man
,
happening
in
course
of
time
to
look
that
way
,
at
length
chanced
to
see
him
:
to
his
unbounded
astonishment
.
The
child
uttered
a
suppressed
shriek
on
beholding
this
agreeable
figure
;
in
their
first
surprise
both
she
and
the
old
man
,
not
knowing
what
to
say
,
and
half
doubting
its
reality
,
looked
shrinkingly
at
it
.
Not
at
all
disconcerted
by
this
reception
,
Daniel
Quilp
preserved
the
same
attitude
,
merely
nodding
twice
or
thrice
with
great
condescension
.
At
length
,
the
old
man
pronounced
his
name
,
and
inquired
how
he
came
there
.
‘
Through
the
door
,
’
said
Quilp
pointing
over
his
shoulder
with
his
thumb
.
‘
I
’
m
not
quite
small
enough
to
get
through
key
-
holes
.
I
wish
I
was
.
I
want
to
have
some
talk
with
you
,
particularly
,
and
in
private
.
With
nobody
present
,
neighbour
.
Good
-
bye
,
little
Nelly
.
’
Nell
looked
at
the
old
man
,
who
nodded
to
her
to
retire
,
and
kissed
her
cheek
.
‘
Ah
!
’
said
the
dwarf
,
smacking
his
lips
,
‘
what
a
nice
kiss
that
was
—
just
upon
the
rosy
part
.
What
a
capital
kiss
!
’
Nell
was
none
the
slower
in
going
away
,
for
this
remark
.
Quilp
looked
after
her
with
an
admiring
leer
,
and
when
she
had
closed
the
door
,
fell
to
complimenting
the
old
man
upon
her
charms
.
‘
Such
a
fresh
,
blooming
,
modest
little
bud
,
neighbour
,
’
said
Quilp
,
nursing
his
short
leg
,
and
making
his
eyes
twinkle
very
much
;
‘
such
a
chubby
,
rosy
,
cosy
,
little
Nell
!
’
