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I Am Shown Two Interesting Penitents

           ‘Gentlemen,Iwishyouagoodday,andhopingyouandyourfamilieswillalsoseeyourwickedness,andamend!’

           Withthis,NumberTwentyEightretired,afteraglancebetweenhimandUriah;asiftheywerenotaltogetherunknowntoeachother,throughsomemediumofcommunication;andamurmurwentroundthegroup,ashisdoorshutuponhim,thathewasamostrespectableman,andabeautifulcase.

           ‘Now,TwentySeven,’saidMr.Creakle,enteringonaclearstagewithhisman,‘isthereanythingthatanyonecandoforyou?Ifso,mentionit.’

           ‘Iwouldumblyask,sir,’returnedUriah,withajerkofhismalevolenthead,‘forleavetowriteagaintomother.’

           ‘Itshallcertainlybegranted,’saidMr.Creakle.

           ‘Thankyou,sir!Iamanxiousaboutmother.Iamafraidsheain’tsafe.’

           Somebodyincautiouslyasked,whatfrom?Buttherewasascandalizedwhisperof‘Hush!’

           ‘Immortallysafe,sir,’returnedUriah,writhinginthedirectionofthevoice.‘Ishouldwishmothertobegotintomystate.InevershouldhavebeengotintomypresentstateifIhadn’tcomehere.Iwishmotherhadcomehere.Itwouldbebetterforeverybody,iftheygottookup,andwasbroughthere.’

           Thissentimentgaveunboundedsatisfactiongreatersatisfaction,Ithink,thananythingthathadpassedyet.

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