The Old Curiosity Shop


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Presently, he returned, followed by the boy from the public- house,  
who bore in one hand a plate of bread and beef, and in the other a  
great pot, filled with some very fragrant compound, which sent forth a  
grateful steam, and was indeed choice purl, made after a particular  
recipe which Mr Swiveller had imparted to the landlord, at a period  
when he was deep in his books and desirous to conciliate his  
friendship. Relieving the boy of his burden at the door, and charging  
his little companion to fasten it to prevent surprise, Mr Swiveller  
followed her into the kitchen.  
'
There!' said Richard, putting the plate before her. 'First of all clear  
that off, and then you'll see what's next.'  
The small servant needed no second bidding, and the plate was soon  
empty.  
'
Next,' said Dick, handing the purl, 'take a pull at that; but moderate  
your transports, you know, for you're not used to it. Well, is it good?'  
'
Oh! isn't it?' said the small servant.  
Mr Swiveller appeared gratified beyond all expression by this reply,  
and took a long draught himself, steadfastly regarding his companion  
while he did so. These preliminaries disposed of, he applied himself to  
teaching her the game, which she soon learnt tolerably well, being  
both sharp-witted and cunning.  
'
Now,' said Mr Swiveller, putting two sixpences into a saucer, and  
trimming the wretched candle, when the cards had been cut and  
dealt, 'those are the stakes. If you win, you get 'em all. If I win, I get  
'em. To make it seem more real and pleasant, I shall call you the  
Marchioness, do you hear?'  
The small servant nodded.  
'
Then, Marchioness,' said Mr Swiveller, 'fire away!'  
The Marchioness, holding her cards very tight in both hands,  
considered which to play, and Mr Swiveller, assuming the gay and  
fashionable air which such society required, took another pull at the  
tankard, and waited for her lead.  


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