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Chapter 61

           Duringthismelancholypause,theturnkeyreadhisnewspaperwithawaggishlook(hehadevidentlygotamongthefacetiousparagraphs)until,happeningtotakehiseyesoffforaninstant,asiftogetbydintofcontemplationattheverymarrowofsomejokeofadeepersortthantherest,itappearedtooccurtohim,forthefirsttime,thatsomebodywascrying.

           ‘Now,ladies,ladies,’hesaid,lookingroundwithsurprise,‘I’dadviseyounottowastetimelikethis.It’sallowancedhere,youknow.Youmustn’tletthatchildmakethatnoiseeither.It’sagainstallrules.’

           ‘I’mhispoormother,sir,’sobbedMrsNubbles,curtseyinghumbly,‘andthisishisbrother,sir.Ohdearme,dearme!’

           ‘Well!’repliedtheturnkey,foldinghispaperonhisknee,soastogetwithgreaterconvenienceatthetopofthenextcolumn.‘Itcan’tbehelpedyouknow.Heain’ttheonlyoneinthesamefix.Youmustn’tmakeanoiseaboutit!’

           Withthathewentonreading.Themanwasnotunnaturallycruelorhard-hearted.Hehadcometolookuponfelonyasakindofdisorder,likethescarletfeverorerysipelas:somepeoplehaditsomehadn’tjustasitmightbe.

           ‘Oh!mydarlingKit,’saidhismother,whomBarbara’smotherhadcharitablyrelievedofthebaby,‘thatIshouldseemypoorboyhere!’

           ‘Youdon’tbelievethatIdidwhattheyaccusemeof,motherdear?’criedKit,inachokingvoice.

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