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I
hurried
as
fast
as
I
could
down
Pyle
Street
,
where
I
knew
of
a
pawnbroker
on
a
second-floor
(
one
,
besides
,
to
whom
I
had
never
been
before
)
.
When
I
got
inside
the
hall
I
hastily
took
off
my
waistcoat
,
rolled
it
up
,
and
put
it
under
my
arm
;
after
which
I
went
upstairs
and
knocked
at
the
office
door
.
I
bowed
on
entering
,
and
threw
the
waistcoat
on
the
counter
.
"
One-and-six
,
"
said
the
man
.
"
Yes
,
yes
,
thanks
,
"
I
replied
.
"
If
it
were
n't
that
it
was
beginning
to
be
a
little
tight
for
me
,
of
course
I
would
n't
part
with
it
.
"
I
got
the
money
and
the
ticket
,
and
went
back
.
Considering
all
things
,
pawning
that
waistcoat
was
a
capital
notion
.
I
would
have
money
enough
over
for
a
plentiful
breakfast
,
and
before
evening
my
thesis
on
the
"
Crimes
of
Futurity
"
would
be
ready
.
I
began
to
find
existence
more
alluring
;
and
I
hurried
back
to
the
man
to
get
rid
of
him
.
"
There
it
is
,
"
said
I.
"
I
am
glad
you
applied
to
me
first
.
"
The
man
took
the
money
and
scrutinized
me
closely
.
At
what
was
he
standing
there
staring
?
I
had
a
feeling
that
he
particularly
examined
the
knees
of
my
trousers
,
and
his
shameless
effrontery
bored
me
.
Did
the
scoundrel
imagine
that
I
really
was
as
poor
as
I
looked
?
Had
I
not
as
good
as
begun
to
write
an
article
for
half-a-sovereign
?
Besides
,
I
had
no
fear
whatever
for
the
future
.
I
had
many
irons
in
the
fire
.
What
on
earth
business
was
it
of
an
utter
stranger
if
I
chose
to
stand
him
a
drink
on
such
a
lovely
day
?
The
man
's
look
annoyed
me
,
and
I
made
up
my
mind
to
give
him
a
good
dressing-down
before
I
left
him
.
I
threw
back
my
shoulders
,
and
said
:
"
My
good
fellow
,
you
have
adopted
a
most
unpleasant
habit
of
staring
at
a
man
's
knees
when
he
gives
you
a
shilling
.
"
He
leant
his
head
back
against
the
wall
and
opened
his
mouth
widely
;
something
was
working
in
that
empty
pate
of
his
,
and
he
evidently
came
to
the
conclusion
that
I
meant
to
best
him
in
some
way
,
for
he
handed
me
back
the
money
.
I
stamped
on
the
pavement
,
and
,
swearing
at
him
,
told
him
to
keep
it
.
Did
he
imagine
I
was
going
to
all
that
trouble
for
nothing
?
If
all
came
to
all
,
perhaps
I
owed
him
this
shilling
;
I
had
just
recollected
an
old
debt
;
he
was
standing
before
an
honest
man
,
honourable
to
his
finger-tips
--
in
short
,
the
money
was
his
.
Oh
,
no
thanks
were
needed
;
it
had
been
a
pleasure
to
me
.
Good-bye
!
I
went
on
.
At
last
I
was
freed
from
this
work-ridden
plague
,
and
I
could
go
my
way
in
peace
.
I
turned
down
Pyle
Street
again
,
and
stopped
before
a
grocer
's
shop
.
The
whole
window
was
filled
with
eatables
,
and
I
decided
to
go
in
and
get
something
to
take
with
me
.
