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Chapter 4

           

           ‘Whyan’tyouofyourmother’swayofthinking,mydear?’saidthedwarf,turingroundandaddressinghiswife,‘whydon’tyoualwaysimitateyourmother,mydear?She’stheornamentofhersexyourfathersaidsoeverydayofhislife.Iamsurehedid.’

           ‘Herfatherwasablessedcreetur,Quilp,andworthytwentythousandofsomepeople,’saidMrsJiniwin;‘twentyhundredmillionthousand.’

           ‘Ishouldliketohaveknownhim,’remarkedthedwarf.‘Idaresayhewasablessedcreaturethen;butI’msureheisnow.Itwasahappyrelease.Ibelievehehadsufferedalongtime?’

           Theoldladygaveagasp,butnothingcameofit;Quilpresumed,withthesamemaliceinhiseyeandthesamesarcasticpolitenessonhistongue.

           ‘Youlookill,MrsJiniwin;Iknowyouhavebeenexcitingyourselftoomuchtalkingperhaps,foritisyourweakness.Gotobed.Dogotobed.’

           ‘IshallgowhenIplease,Quilp,andnotbefore.’

           ‘Butpleasetodonow.Dopleasetogonow,’saidthedwarf.

           Theoldwomanlookedangrilyathim,butretreatedasheadvanced,andfallingbackbeforehim,sufferedhimtoshutthedooruponherandboltheroutamongtheguests,whowerebythistimecrowdingdownstairs.Beingleftalonewithhiswife,whosattremblinginacornerwithhereyesfixedupontheground,thelittlemanplantedhimselfbeforeher,andfoldinghisarmslookedsteadilyatherforalongtimewithoutspeaking.

           ‘MrsQuilp,’hesaidatlast.

           ‘Yes,Quilp,’sherepleadmeekly

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