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Mr
Swiveller
looked
,
as
he
was
,
all
open
-
mouthed
astonishment
.
Still
glancing
furtively
at
him
,
Quilp
turned
to
Mr
Brass
and
observed
,
with
assumed
carelessness
,
that
this
need
not
interfere
with
the
removal
of
the
goods
.
‘
For
indeed
,
’
he
added
,
‘
we
knew
that
they
’
d
go
away
to
-
day
,
but
not
that
they
’
d
go
so
early
,
or
so
quietly
.
But
they
have
their
reasons
,
they
have
their
reasons
.
’
‘
Where
in
the
devil
’
s
name
are
they
gone
?
’
said
the
wondering
Dick
.
Quilp
shook
his
head
,
and
pursed
up
his
lips
,
in
a
manner
which
implied
that
he
knew
very
well
,
but
was
not
at
liberty
to
say
.
‘
And
what
,
’
said
Dick
,
looking
at
the
confusion
about
him
,
‘
what
do
you
mean
by
moving
the
goods
?
’
‘
That
I
have
bought
‘
em
,
Sir
,
’
rejoined
Quilp
.
‘
Eh
?
What
then
?
’
‘
Has
the
sly
old
fox
made
his
fortune
then
,
and
gone
to
live
in
a
tranquil
cot
in
a
pleasant
spot
with
a
distant
view
of
the
changing
sea
?
’
said
Dick
,
in
great
bewilderment
.
‘
Keeping
his
place
of
retirement
very
close
,
that
he
may
not
be
visited
too
often
by
affectionate
grandsons
and
their
devoted
friends
,
eh
?
’
added
the
dwarf
,
rubbing
his
hands
hard
;
‘
I
say
nothing
,
but
is
that
your
meaning
?
’
Richard
Swiveller
was
utterly
aghast
at
this
unexpected
alteration
of
circumstances
,
which
threatened
the
complete
overthrow
of
the
project
in
which
he
bore
so
conspicuous
a
part
,
and
seemed
to
nip
his
prospects
in
the
bud
.
Having
only
received
from
Frederick
Trent
,
late
on
the
previous
night
,
information
of
the
old
man
’
s
illness
,
he
had
come
upon
a
visit
of
condolence
and
inquiry
to
Nell
,
prepared
with
the
first
instalment
of
that
long
train
of
fascinations
which
was
to
fire
her
heart
at
last
.
And
here
,
when
he
had
been
thinking
of
all
kinds
of
graceful
and
insinuating
approaches
,
and
meditating
on
the
fearful
retaliation
which
was
slowly
working
against
Sophy
Wackles
—
here
were
Nell
,
the
old
man
,
and
all
the
money
gone
,
melted
away
,
decamped
he
knew
not
whither
,
as
if
with
a
fore
-
knowledge
of
the
scheme
and
a
resolution
to
defeat
it
in
the
very
outset
,
before
a
step
was
taken
.
In
his
secret
heart
,
Daniel
Quilp
was
both
surprised
and
troubled
by
the
flight
which
had
been
made
.
It
had
not
escaped
his
keen
eye
that
some
indispensable
articles
of
clothing
were
gone
with
the
fugitives
,
and
knowing
the
old
man
’
s
weak
state
of
mind
,
he
marvelled
what
that
course
of
proceeding
might
be
in
which
he
had
so
readily
procured
the
concurrence
of
the
child
.
It
must
not
be
supposed
(
or
it
would
be
a
gross
injustice
to
Mr
Quilp
)
that
he
was
tortured
by
any
disinterested
anxiety
on
behalf
of
either
.
