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‘
Ah
!
Fightin
’
for
a
bird
!
’
replied
Kit
,
‘
and
here
he
is
—
Miss
Nelly
’
s
bird
,
mother
,
that
they
was
agoin
’
to
wring
the
neck
of
!
I
stopped
that
though
—
ha
ha
ha
!
They
wouldn
’
t
wring
his
neck
and
me
by
,
no
,
no
.
It
wouldn
’
t
do
,
mother
,
it
wouldn
’
t
do
at
all
Ha
ha
ha
!
’
Kit
laughing
so
heartily
,
with
his
swoln
and
bruised
face
looking
out
of
the
towel
,
made
little
Jacob
laugh
,
and
then
his
mother
laughed
,
and
then
the
baby
crowed
and
kicked
with
great
glee
,
and
then
they
all
laughed
in
concert
:
partly
because
of
Kit
’
s
triumph
,
and
partly
because
they
were
very
fond
of
each
other
.
When
this
fit
was
over
,
Kit
exhibited
the
bird
to
both
children
,
as
a
great
and
precious
rarity
—
it
was
only
a
poor
linnet
—
and
looking
about
the
wall
for
an
old
nail
,
made
a
scaffolding
of
a
chair
and
table
and
twisted
it
out
with
great
exultation
.
‘
Let
me
see
,
’
said
the
boy
,
‘
I
think
I
’
ll
hang
him
in
the
winder
,
because
it
’
s
more
light
and
cheerful
,
and
he
can
see
the
sky
there
,
if
he
looks
up
very
much
.
He
’
s
such
a
one
to
sing
,
I
can
tell
you
!
’
So
,
the
scaffolding
was
made
again
,
and
Kit
,
climbing
up
with
the
poker
for
a
hammer
,
knocked
in
the
nail
and
hung
up
the
cage
,
to
the
immeasurable
delight
of
the
whole
family
.
When
it
had
been
adjusted
and
straightened
a
great
many
times
,
and
he
had
walked
backwards
into
the
fire
-
place
in
his
admiration
of
it
,
the
arrangement
was
pronounced
to
be
perfect
.
‘
And
now
,
mother
,
’
said
the
boy
,
‘
before
I
rest
any
more
,
I
’
ll
go
out
and
see
if
I
can
find
a
horse
to
hold
,
and
then
I
can
buy
some
birdseed
,
and
a
bit
of
something
nice
for
you
,
into
the
bargain
.
’
As
it
was
very
easy
for
Kit
to
persuade
himself
that
the
old
house
was
in
his
way
,
his
way
being
anywhere
,
he
tried
to
look
upon
his
passing
it
once
more
as
a
matter
of
imperative
and
disagreeable
necessity
,
quite
apart
from
any
desire
of
his
own
,
to
which
he
could
not
choose
but
yield
.
It
is
not
uncommon
for
people
who
are
much
better
fed
and
taught
than
Christopher
Nubbles
had
ever
been
,
to
make
duties
of
their
inclinations
in
matters
of
more
doubtful
propriety
,
and
to
take
great
credit
for
the
self
-
denial
with
which
they
gratify
themselves
.
There
was
no
need
of
any
caution
this
time
,
and
no
fear
of
being
detained
by
having
to
play
out
a
return
match
with
Daniel
Quilp
’
s
boy
.
The
place
was
entirely
deserted
,
and
looked
as
dusty
and
dingy
as
if
it
had
been
so
for
months
.
A
rusty
padlock
was
fastened
on
the
door
,
ends
of
discoloured
blinds
and
curtains
flapped
drearily
against
the
half
-
opened
upper
windows
,
and
the
crooked
holes
cut
in
the
closed
shutters
below
,
were
black
with
the
darkness
of
the
inside
.
Some
of
the
glass
in
the
window
he
had
so
often
watched
,
had
been
broken
in
the
rough
hurry
of
the
morning
,
and
that
room
looked
more
deserted
and
dull
than
any
.
A
group
of
idle
urchins
had
taken
possession
of
the
door
-
steps
;
some
were
plying
the
knocker
and
listening
with
delighted
dread
to
the
hollow
sounds
it
spread
through
the
dismantled
house
;
others
were
clustered
about
the
keyhole
,
watching
half
in
jest
and
half
in
earnest
for
‘
the
ghost
,
’
which
an
hour
’
s
gloom
,
added
to
the
mystery
that
hung
about
the
late
inhabitants
,
had
already
raised
.
Standing
all
alone
in
the
midst
of
the
business
and
bustle
of
the
street
,
the
house
looked
a
picture
of
cold
desolation
;
and
Kit
,
who
remembered
the
cheerful
fire
that
used
to
burn
there
on
a
winter
’
s
night
and
the
no
less
cheerful
laugh
that
made
the
small
room
ring
,
turned
quite
mournfully
away
.
It
must
be
especially
observed
in
justice
to
poor
Kit
that
he
was
by
no
means
of
a
sentimental
turn
,
and
perhaps
had
never
heard
that
adjective
in
all
his
life
.
He
was
only
a
soft
-
hearted
grateful
fellow
,
and
had
nothing
genteel
or
polite
about
him
;
consequently
,
instead
of
going
home
again
,
in
his
grief
,
to
kick
the
children
and
abuse
his
mother
(
for
,
when
your
finely
strung
people
are
out
of
sorts
,
they
must
have
everybody
else
unhappy
likewise
)
,
he
turned
his
thoughts
to
the
vulgar
expedient
of
making
them
more
comfortable
if
he
could
.
