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Chapter 21

           

           ‘PleaseGodwe’llmakesuchaladyofyouforSundays,mother!suchascholarofJacob,suchachildofthebaby,sucharoomoftheoneupstairs!Sixpoundayear!’

           ‘Hem!’croakedastrangevoice.‘What’sthataboutsixpoundayear?Whataboutsixpoundayear?’Andasthevoicemadethisinquiry,DanielQuilpwalkedinwithRichardSwivellerathisheels.

           ‘Whosaidhewastohavesixpoundayear?’saidQuilp,lookingsharplyround.‘Didtheoldmansayit,ordidlittleNellsayit?Andwhat’shetohaveitfor,andwherearethey,eh!’

           Thegoodwomanwassomuchalarmedbythesuddenapparitionofthisunknownpieceofugliness,thatshehastilycaughtthebabyfromitscradleandretreatedintothefurthestcorneroftheroom;whilelittleJacob,sittinguponhisstoolwithhishandsonhisknees,lookedfullathiminaspeciesoffascination,roaringlustilyallthetime.RichardSwivellertookaneasyobservationofthefamilyoverMrQuilp’shead,andQuilphimself,withhishandsinhispockets,smiledinanexquisiteenjoymentofthecommotionheoccasioned.

           ‘Don’tbefrightened,mistress,’saidQuilp,afterapause.‘Yoursonknowsme;Idon’teatbabies;Idon’tlike‘em.Itwillbeaswelltostopthatyoungscreamerthough,incaseIshouldbetemptedtodohimamischief.Holloa,sir!Willyoubequiet?’

           LittleJacobstemmedthecourseoftwotearswhichhewassqueezingoutofhiseyes,andinstantlysubsidedintoasilenthorror.

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