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Chapter 36

           MyfeelingsIsmother,butthouhastbeenthecauseofthisanguish,myuponmyword,’saidMrSwiveller,checkinghimselfandfallingthoughtfullyintotheclient’schair,‘Ishouldliketoknowhowtheyuseher!’

           Afterrunningon,inthisway,forsometime,MrSwivellersoftlyopenedtheofficedoor,withtheintentionofdartingacrossthestreetforaglassofthemildporter.Atthatmomenthecaughtapartingglimpseofthebrownhead-dressofMissBrassflittingdownthekitchenstairs.‘AndbyJove!’thoughtDick,‘she’sgoingtofeedthesmallservant.Nowornever!’

           Firstpeepingoverthehandrailandallowingthehead-dresstodisappearinthedarknessbelow,hegropedhiswaydown,andarrivedatthedoorofabackkitchenimmediatelyafterMissBrasshadenteredthesame,bearinginherhandacoldlegofmutton.Itwasaverydarkmiserableplace,verylowandverydamp:thewallsdisfiguredbyathousandrentsandblotches.Thewaterwastricklingoutofaleakybutt,andamostwretchedcatwaslappingupthedropswiththesicklyeagernessofstarvation.Thegrate,whichwasawideone,waswoundandscreweduptight,soastoholdnomorethanalittlethinsandwichoffire.Everythingwaslockedup;thecoal-cellar,thecandle-box,thesalt-box,themeat-safe,wereallpadlocked.Therewasnothingthatabeetlecouldhavelunchedupon.Thepinchedandmeagreaspectoftheplacewouldhavekilledachameleon.Hewouldhaveknown,atthefirstmouthful,thattheairwasnoteatable,andmusthavegivenuptheghostindespair.

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