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Chapter 13. The Progress of an Epidemic

           Thathowitwasnottobeexpected,ma’am,thatheshouldlosebyit,hiswaysbeing,asyoumightsayandutternofalsehood,pavedwithgold;butthathowitwasmuchtoberegrettedthatsomethinghandsomehadn’tbeengotuptomakeitworthhiswhile;foritwassuchandonlysuchthatknowedtheheighthtowhichthebreadandbutchers’meathadrose,anditwassuchandonlysuchthatbothcouldandwouldbringthatheighthdown.

           SorifeandpotentwasthefeverinBleedingHeartYard,thatMrPancks’srent-dayscausednointervalinthepatients.Thediseasetookthesingularform,onthoseoccasions,ofcausingtheinfectedtofindanunfathomableexcuseandconsolationinallusionstothemagicname.

           ‘Now,then!’MrPanckswouldsay,toadefaultinglodger.‘Payup!Comeon!’

           ‘Ihaven’tgotit,MrPancks,’Defaulterwouldreply.‘Itellyouthetruth,sir,whenIsayIhaven’tgotsomuchasasinglesixpenceofittoblessmyselfwith.’

           ‘Thiswon’tdo,youknow,’MrPanckswouldretort.‘Youdon’texpectitwilldo;doyou?’

           Defaulterwouldadmit,withalow-spirited‘No,sir,’havingnosuchexpectation.

           ‘Myproprietorisn’tgoingtostandthis,youknow,’MrPanckswouldproceed.‘Hedon’tsendmehereforthis.Payup!Come!’

           TheDefaulterwouldmakeanswer,‘Ah,MrPancks.IfIwastherichgentlemanwhosenameisineverybody’smouth—ifmynamewasMerdle,sir—I’dsoonpayup,andbegladtodoit.

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