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His
uneasiness
arose
from
a
misgiving
that
the
old
man
had
some
secret
store
of
money
which
he
had
not
suspected
;
and
the
idea
of
its
escaping
his
clutches
,
overwhelmed
him
with
mortification
and
self
-
reproach
.
In
this
frame
of
mind
,
it
was
some
consolation
to
him
to
find
that
Richard
Swiveller
was
,
for
different
reasons
,
evidently
irritated
and
disappointed
by
the
same
cause
.
It
was
plain
,
thought
the
dwarf
,
that
he
had
come
there
,
on
behalf
of
his
friend
,
to
cajole
or
frighten
the
old
man
out
of
some
small
fraction
of
that
wealth
of
which
they
supposed
him
to
have
an
abundance
.
Therefore
,
it
was
a
relief
to
vex
his
heart
with
a
picture
of
the
riches
the
old
man
hoarded
,
and
to
expatiate
on
his
cunning
in
removing
himself
even
beyond
the
reach
of
importunity
.
‘
Well
,
’
said
Dick
,
with
a
blank
look
,
‘
I
suppose
it
’
s
of
no
use
my
staying
here
.
’
‘
Not
the
least
in
the
world
,
’
rejoined
the
dwarf
.
‘
You
’
ll
mention
that
I
called
,
perhaps
?
’
said
Dick
.
Mr
Quilp
nodded
,
and
said
he
certainly
would
,
the
very
first
time
he
saw
them
.
‘
And
say
,
’
added
Mr
Swiveller
,
‘
say
,
sir
,
that
I
was
wafted
here
upon
the
pinions
of
concord
;
that
I
came
to
remove
,
with
the
rake
of
friendship
,
the
seeds
of
mutual
violence
and
heart
-
burning
,
and
to
sow
in
their
place
,
the
germs
of
social
harmony
.
Will
you
have
the
goodness
to
charge
yourself
with
that
commission
,
Sir
?
’
‘
Certainly
!
’
rejoined
Quilp
.
‘
Will
you
be
kind
enough
to
add
to
it
,
Sir
,
’
said
Dick
,
producing
a
very
small
limp
card
,
‘
that
that
is
my
address
,
and
that
I
am
to
be
found
at
home
every
morning
.
Two
distinct
knocks
,
sir
,
will
produce
the
slavey
at
any
time
.
My
particular
friends
,
Sir
,
are
accustomed
to
sneeze
when
the
door
is
opened
,
to
give
her
to
understand
that
they
are
my
friends
and
have
no
interested
motives
in
asking
if
I
’
m
at
home
.
I
beg
your
pardon
;
will
you
allow
me
to
look
at
that
card
again
?
’
