Лавка древностей

Chapter 62

           SampsonBrass,whowas,bythistime,anythingbutsober,beingcompelledtotakefurtherdraughtsofthesamestrongbowl,foundthat,insteadofatallcontributingtohisrecovery,theyhadthenoveleffectofmakingthecounting-housespinroundandroundwithextremevelocity,andcausingthefloorandceilingtoheaveinaverydistressingmanner.Afterabriefstupor,heawoketoaconsciousnessofbeingpartlyunderthetableandpartlyunderthegrate.Thispositionnotbeingthemostcomfortableonehecouldhavechosenforhimself,hemanagedtostaggertohisfeet,and,holdingonbytheadmiral,lookedroundforhishost.

           MrBrass’sfirstimpressionwas,thathishostwasgoneandhadlefthimtherealoneperhapslockedhiminforthenight.Astrongsmelloftobacco,however,suggestedanewtrainofideas,helookedupward,andsawthatthedwarfwassmokinginhishammock.

           ‘Goodbye,Sir,’criedBrassfaintly.‘Goodbye,Sir.’

           ‘Won’tyoustopallnight?’saidthedwarf,peepingout.‘Dostopallnight!’

           ‘Icouldn’tindeed,Sir,’repliedBrass,whowasalmostdeadfromnauseaandtheclosenessoftheroom.‘Ifyou’dhavethegoodnesstoshowmealight,sothatImayseemywayacrosstheyard,sir

           Quilpwasoutinaninstant;notwithhislegsfirst,orhisheadfirst,orhisarmsfirst,butbodilyaltogether.

           ‘Tobesure,’hesaid,takingupalantern,whichwasnowtheonlylightintheplace.‘Becarefulhowyougo,mydearfriend.Besuretopickyourwayamongthetimber,foralltherustynailsareupwards.There’sadoginthelane

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