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Chuckster remarked that he wished that he might be blessed if he
could make out whether he (Kit) was 'precious raw' or 'precious deep,'
but intimated by a distrustful shake of the head, that he inclined to
the latter opinion.
Kit entered the office in a great tremor, for he was not used to going
among strange ladies and gentlemen, and the tin boxes and bundles
of dusty papers had in his eyes an awful and venerable air. Mr
Witherden too was a bustling gentleman who talked loud and fast,
and all eyes were upon him, and he was very shabby.
'
Well, boy,' said Mr Witherden, 'you came to work out that shilling; -
not to get another, hey?'
'
No indeed, sir,' replied Kit, taking courage to look up. 'I never thought
of such a thing.'
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Father alive?' said the Notary.
Dead, sir.'
Mother?'
Yes, sir.'
Married again - eh?'
Kit made answer, not without some indignation, that she was a widow
with three children, and that as to her marrying again, if the
gentleman knew her he wouldn't think of such a thing. At this reply
Mr Witherden buried his nose in the flowers again, and whispered
behind the nosegay to the old gentleman that he believed the lad was
as honest a lad as need be.
'
Now,' said Mr Garland when they had made some further inquiries of
him, 'I am not going to give you anything - '
'
Thank you, sir,' Kit replied; and quite seriously too, for this
announcement seemed to free him from the suspicion which the
Notary had hinted.
'
- But,' resumed the old gentleman, 'perhaps I may want to know
something more about you, so tell me where you live, and I'll put it
down in my pocket-book.'
Kit told him, and the old gentleman wrote down the address with his
pencil. He had scarcely done so, when there was a great uproar in the
street, and the old lady hurrying to the window cried that Whisker had
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