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A man of the name of Jerry, sir,' said Short, turning from his selfish
colleague to their new acquaintance, 'wot keeps a company of dancing
dogs, told me, in a accidental sort of way, that he had seen the old
gentleman in connexion with a travelling wax-work, unbeknown to
him. As they'd given us the slip, and nothing had come of it, and this
was down in the country that he'd been seen, I took no measures
about it, and asked no questions - But I can, if you like.'
'
Is this man in town?' said the impatient single gentleman. 'Speak
faster.'
'
No he isn't, but he will be to-morrow, for he lodges in our house,'
replied Mr Short rapidly.
'Then bring him here,' said the single gentleman. 'Here's a sovereign a-
piece. If I can find these people through your means, it is but a
prelude to twenty more. Return to me to-morrow, and keep your own
counsel on this subject - though I need hardly tell you that; for you'll
do so for your own sakes. Now, give me your address, and leave me.'
The address was given, the two men departed, the crowd went with
them, and the single gentleman for two mortal hours walked in
uncommon agitation up and down his room, over the wondering
heads of Mr Swiveller and Miss Sally Brass.
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