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Chapter 62

           ‘Iwishhewasdead!’

           Givingutterancetothesefriendlyaspirationsinbehalfofhisclient,MrSampsoncomposedhisfaceintoitsusualstateofsmoothness,andwaitinguntiltheshriekcameagainandwasdyingaway,wentuptothewoodenhouse,andknockedatthedoor.

           ‘Comein!’criedthedwarf.

           ‘Howdoyoudoto-nightsir?’saidSampson,peepingin.‘Hahaha!Howdoyoudosir?Ohdearme,howverywhimsical!Amazinglywhimsicaltobesure!’

           ‘Comein,youfool!’returnedthedwarf,‘anddon’tstandthereshakingyourheadandshowingyourteeth.Comein,youfalsewitness,youperjurer,yousubornerofevidence,comein!’

           ‘Hehastherichesthumour!’criedBrass,shuttingthedoorbehindhim;‘themostamazingveinofcomicality!Butisn’titratherinjudicious,sir?’

           ‘What?’demandedQuilp.‘What,Judas?’

           ‘Judas!’criedBrass.‘Hehassuchextraordinaryspirits!Hishumourissoextremelyplayful!Judas!Ohyesdearme,howverygood!Hahaha!’

           Allthistime,Sampsonwasrubbinghishands,andstaring,withludicroussurpriseanddismay,atagreat,goggle-eyed,blunt-nosedfigure-headofsomeoldship,whichwasrearedupagainstthewallinacornernearthestove,lookinglikeagoblinorhideousidolwhomthedwarfworshipped.

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