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Chapter 6

           Withthat,MrQuilpsufferedhimselftorollgraduallyoffthedeskuntilhisshortlegstouchedtheground,whenhegotuponthemandledthewayfromthecounting-housetothewharfoutside,whenthefirstobjectsthatpresentedthemselvesweretheboywhohadstoodonhisheadandanotheryounggentlemanofabouthisownstature,rollinginthemudtogether,lockedinatightembrace,andcuffingeachotherwithmutualheartiness.

           ‘It’sKit!’criedNelly,claspingherhand,‘poorKitwhocamewithme!Oh,praystopthem,MrQuilp!’

           ‘I’llstop‘em,’criedQuilp,divingintothelittlecounting-houseandreturningwithathickstick,‘I’llstop‘em.Now,myboys,fightaway.I’llfightyouboth.I’lltakebothofyou,bothtogether,bothtogether!’

           Withwhichdefiancesthedwarfflourishedhiscudgel,anddancingroundthecombatantsandtreadinguponthemandskippingoverthem,inakindoffrenzy,laidabouthim,nowononeandnowontheother,inamostdesperatemanner,alwaysaimingattheirheadsanddealingsuchblowsasnonebuttheveriestlittlesavagewouldhaveinflicted.Thisbeingwarmerworkthantheyhadcalculatedupon,speedilycooledthecourageofthebelligerents,whoscrambledtotheirfeetandcalledforquarter.

           ‘I’llbeatyoutoapulp,youdogs,’saidQuilp,vainlyendeavoringtogetneareitherofthemforapartingblow.‘I’llbruiseyouuntilyou’recopper-coloured,I’llbreakyourfacestillyouhaven’taprofilebetweenyou,Iwill.

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