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—
I
am
about
to
sign
my
name
,
you
observe
,
at
the
foot
of
the
articles
which
Mr
Chuckster
will
witness
;
and
placing
my
finger
upon
this
blue
wafer
with
the
vandyked
corners
,
I
am
constrained
to
remark
in
a
distinct
tone
of
voice
—
don
’
t
be
alarmed
,
ma
’
am
,
it
is
merely
a
form
of
law
—
that
I
deliver
this
,
as
my
act
and
deed
.
Mr
Abel
will
place
his
name
against
the
other
wafer
,
repeating
the
same
cabalistic
words
,
and
the
business
is
over
.
Ha
ha
ha
!
You
see
how
easily
these
things
are
done
!
’
There
was
a
short
silence
,
apparently
,
while
Mr
Abel
went
through
the
prescribed
form
,
and
then
the
shaking
of
hands
and
shuffling
of
feet
were
renewed
,
and
shortly
afterwards
there
was
a
clinking
of
wine
-
glasses
and
a
great
talkativeness
on
the
part
of
everybody
.
In
about
a
quarter
of
an
hour
Mr
Chuckster
(
with
a
pen
behind
his
ear
and
his
face
inflamed
with
wine
)
appeared
at
the
door
,
and
condescending
to
address
Kit
by
the
jocose
appellation
of
‘
Young
Snob
,
’
informed
him
that
the
visitors
were
coming
out
.
Out
they
came
forthwith
;
Mr
Witherden
,
who
was
short
,
chubby
,
fresh
-
coloured
,
brisk
,
and
pompous
,
leading
the
old
lady
with
extreme
politeness
,
and
the
father
and
son
following
them
,
arm
in
arm
.
Mr
Abel
,
who
had
a
quaint
old
-
fashioned
air
about
him
,
looked
nearly
of
the
same
age
as
his
father
,
and
bore
a
wonderful
resemblance
to
him
in
face
and
figure
,
though
wanting
something
of
his
full
,
round
,
cheerfulness
,
and
substituting
in
its
place
a
timid
reserve
.
In
all
other
respects
,
in
the
neatness
of
the
dress
,
and
even
in
the
club
-
foot
,
he
and
the
old
gentleman
were
precisely
alike
.
Having
seen
the
old
lady
safely
in
her
seat
,
and
assisted
in
the
arrangement
of
her
cloak
and
a
small
basket
which
formed
an
indispensable
portion
of
her
equipage
,
Mr
Abel
got
into
a
little
box
behind
which
had
evidently
been
made
for
his
express
accommodation
,
and
smiled
at
everybody
present
by
turns
,
beginning
with
his
mother
and
ending
with
the
pony
.
There
was
then
a
great
to
-
do
to
make
the
pony
hold
up
his
head
that
the
bearing
-
rein
might
be
fastened
;
at
last
even
this
was
effected
;
and
the
old
gentleman
,
taking
his
seat
and
the
reins
,
put
his
hand
in
his
pocket
to
find
a
sixpence
for
Kit
.
He
had
no
sixpence
,
neither
had
the
old
lady
,
nor
Mr
Abel
,
nor
the
Notary
,
nor
Mr
Chuckster
.
The
old
gentleman
thought
a
shilling
too
much
,
but
there
was
no
shop
in
the
street
to
get
change
at
,
so
he
gave
it
to
the
boy
.
‘
There
,
’
he
said
jokingly
,
‘
I
’
m
coming
here
again
next
Monday
at
the
same
time
,
and
mind
you
’
re
here
,
my
lad
,
to
work
it
out
.
’
‘
Thank
you
,
Sir
,
’
said
Kit
.
‘
I
’
ll
be
sure
to
be
here
.
’
He
was
quite
serious
,
but
they
all
laughed
heartily
at
his
saying
so
,
especially
Mr
Chuckster
,
who
roared
outright
and
appeared
to
relish
the
joke
amazingly
.
As
the
pony
,
with
a
presentiment
that
he
was
going
home
,
or
a
determination
that
he
would
not
go
anywhere
else
(
which
was
the
same
thing
)
trotted
away
pretty
nimbly
,
Kit
had
no
time
to
justify
himself
,
and
went
his
way
also
Having
expended
his
treasure
in
such
purchases
as
he
knew
would
be
most
acceptable
at
home
,
not
forgetting
some
seed
for
the
wonderful
bird
,
he
hastened
back
as
fast
as
he
could
,
so
elated
with
his
success
and
great
good
fortune
,
that
he
more
than
half
expected
Nell
and
the
old
man
would
have
arrived
before
him
.
Often
,
while
they
were
yet
pacing
the
silent
streets
of
the
town
on
the
morning
of
their
departure
,
the
child
trembled
with
a
mingled
sensation
of
hope
and
fear
as
in
some
far
-
off
figure
imperfectly
seen
in
the
clear
distance
,
her
fancy
traced
a
likeness
to
honest
Kit
.
But
although
she
would
gladly
have
given
him
her
hand
and
thanked
him
for
what
he
had
said
at
their
last
meeting
,
it
was
always
a
relief
to
find
,
when
they
came
nearer
to
each
other
,
that
the
person
who
approached
was
not
he
,
but
a
stranger
;
for
even
if
she
had
not
dreaded
the
effect
which
the
sight
of
him
might
have
wrought
upon
her
fellow
-
traveller
,
she
felt
that
to
bid
farewell
to
anybody
now
,
and
most
of
all
to
him
who
had
been
so
faithful
and
so
true
,
was
more
than
she
could
bear
.
It
was
enough
to
leave
dumb
things
behind
,
and
objects
that
were
insensible
both
to
her
love
and
sorrow
.
To
have
parted
from
her
only
other
friend
upon
the
threshold
of
that
wild
journey
,
would
have
wrung
her
heart
indeed
.
