The Old Curiosity Shop


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evidently come to that spot to make some needful repairs in the stage  
arrangements, for one of them was engaged in binding together a  
small gallows with thread, while the other was intent upon fixing a  
new black wig, with the aid of a small hammer and some tacks, upon  
the head of the radical neighbour, who had been beaten bald.  
They raised their eyes when the old man and his young companion  
were close upon them, and pausing in their work, returned their looks  
of curiosity. One of them, the actual exhibitor no doubt, was a little  
merry-faced man with a twinkling eye and a red nose, who seemed to  
have unconsciously imbibed something of his hero's character. The  
other - that was he who took the money - had rather a careful and  
cautious look, which was perhaps inseparable from his occupation  
also.  
The merry man was the first to greet the strangers with a nod; and  
following the old man's eyes, he observed that perhaps that was the  
first time he had ever seen a Punch off the stage. (Punch, it may be  
remarked, seemed to be pointing with the tip of his cap to a most  
flourishing epitaph, and to be chuckling over it with all his heart.)  
'
Why do you come here to do this?' said the old man, sitting down  
beside them, and looking at the figures with extreme delight.  
'
Why you see,' rejoined the little man, 'we're putting up for to-night at  
the public-house yonder, and it wouldn't do to let 'em see the present  
company undergoing repair.'  
'No!' cried the old man, making signs to Nell to listen, 'why not, eh?  
why not?'  
'Because it would destroy all the delusion, and take away all the  
interest, wouldn't it?' replied the little man. 'Would you care a  
ha'penny for the Lord Chancellor if you know'd him in private and  
without his wig? - -certainly not.'  
'
Good!' said the old man, venturing to touch one of the puppets, and  
drawing away his hand with a shrill laugh. 'Are you going to show 'em  
to-night? are you?'  
'That is the intention, governor,' replied the other, 'and unless I'm  
much mistaken, Tommy Codlin is a calculating at this minute what  
we've lost through your coming upon us. Cheer up, Tommy, it can't be  
much.'  
The little man accompanied these latter words with a wink, expressive  
of the estimate he had formed of the travellers' finances.  


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