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Chapter 37

           Youlikeitso,Isuppose?’

           ‘Nottoostrong,’repliedMr.Bumble,withadelicatecough.

           ‘Youunderstandwhatthatmeans,landlord!’saidthestranger,drily.

           Thehostsmiled,disappeared,andshortlyafterwardsreturnedwithasteamingjorum:ofwhich,thefirstgulpbroughtthewaterintoMr.Bumble’seyes.

           ‘Nowlistentome,’saidthestranger,afterclosingthedoorandwindow.‘Icamedowntothisplace,to-day,tofindyouout;and,byoneofthosechanceswhichthedevilthrowsinthewayofhisfriendssometimes,youwalkedintotheveryroomIwassittingin,whileyouwereuppermostinmymind.Iwantsomeinformationfromyou.Idon’taskyoutogiveitformothing,slightasitis.Putupthat,tobeginwith.

           Ashespoke,hepushedacoupleofsovereignsacrossthetabletohiscompanion,carefully,asthoughunwillingthatthechinkingofmoneyshouldbeheardwithout.WhenMr.Bumblehadscrupulouslyexaminedthecoins,toseethattheyweregenuine,andhadputthemup,withmuchsatisfaction,inhiswaistcoat-pocket,hewenton:

           ‘Carryyourmemorybackletmeseetwelveyears,lastwinter.

           ‘It’salongtime,’saidMr.Bumble.‘Verygood.I’vedoneit.

           ‘Thescene,theworkhouse.

           ‘Good!’

           ‘Andthetime,night.

           ‘Yes.

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