The Old Curiosity Shop


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Miss Sally said I wasn't to, because people wouldn't believe the  
attendance was good if they saw how small I was first.'  
'Well, but they'll see how small you are afterwards, won't they?' said  
Dick.  
'Ah! But then they'll have taken 'em for a fortnight certain,' replied the  
child with a shrewd look; 'and people don't like moving when they're  
once settled.'  
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This is a queer sort of thing,' muttered Dick, rising. 'What do you  
mean to say you are - the cook?'  
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Yes, I do plain cooking;' replied the child. 'I'm housemaid too; I do all  
the work of the house.'  
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I suppose Brass and the Dragon and I do the dirtiest part of it,'  
thought Dick. And he might have thought much more, being in a  
doubtful and hesitating mood, but that the girl again urged her  
request, and certain mysterious bumping sounds on the passage and  
staircase seemed to give note of the applicant's impatience. Richard  
Swiveller, therefore, sticking a pen behind each ear, and carrying  
another in his mouth as a token of his great importance and devotion  
to business, hurried out to meet and treat with the single gentleman.  
He was a little surprised to perceive that the bumping sounds were  
occasioned by the progress up-stairs of the single gentleman's trunk,  
which, being nearly twice as wide as the staircase, and exceedingly  
heavy withal, it was no easy matter for the united exertions of the  
single gentleman and the coachman to convey up the steep ascent.  
But there they were, crushing each other, and pushing and pulling  
with all their might, and getting the trunk tight and fast in all kinds of  
impossible angles, and to pass them was out of the question; for  
which sufficient reason, Mr Swiveller followed slowly behind, entering  
a new protest on every stair against the house of Mr Sampson Brass  
being thus taken by storm.  
To these remonstrances, the single gentleman answered not a word,  
but when the trunk was at last got into the bed-room, sat down upon  
it and wiped his bald head and face with his handkerchief. He was  
very warm, and well he might be; for, not to mention the exertion of  
getting the trunk up stairs, he was closely muffled in winter garments,  
though the thermometer had stood all day at eighty-one in the shade.  
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I believe, sir,' said Richard Swiveller, taking his pen out of his mouth,  
that you desire to look at these apartments. They are very charming  
apartments, sir. They command an uninterrupted view of - of over the  
way, and they are within one minute's walk of - of the corner of the  


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