The Old Curiosity Shop


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purl down to its very dregs, and had nearly maddened the people of  
the house, and at both the next doors, and over the way - that he shut  
up the music-book, extinguished the candle, and finding himself  
greatly lightened and relieved in his mind, turned round and fell  
asleep.  
He awoke in the morning, much refreshed; and having taken half an  
hour's exercise at the flute, and graciously received a notice to quit  
from his landlady, who had been in waiting on the stairs for that  
purpose since the dawn of day, repaired to Bevis Marks; where the  
beautiful Sally was already at her post, bearing in her looks a  
radiance, mild as that which beameth from the virgin moon.  
Mr Swiveller acknowledged her presence by a nod, and exchanged his  
coat for the aquatic jacket; which usually took some time fitting on,  
for in consequence of a tightness in the sleeves, it was only to be got  
into by a series of struggles. This difficulty overcome, he took his seat  
at the desk.  
'I say' - quoth Miss Brass, abruptly breaking silence, 'you haven't seen  
a silver pencil-case this morning, have you?'  
'
I didn't meet many in the street,' rejoined Mr Swiveller. 'I saw one - a  
stout pencil-case of respectable appearance - but as he was in  
company with an elderly penknife, and a young toothpick with whom  
he was in earnest conversation, I felt a delicacy in speaking to him.'  
'
'
No, but have you?' returned Miss Brass. 'Seriously, you know.'  
What a dull dog you must be to ask me such a question seriously,'  
said Mr Swiveller. 'Haven't I this moment come?'  
'
Well, all I know is,' replied Miss Sally, 'that it's not to be found, and  
that it disappeared one day this week, when I left it on the desk.'  
'Halloa!' thought Richard, 'I hope the Marchioness hasn't been at work  
here.'  
'
There was a knife too,' said Miss Sally, 'of the same pattern. They  
were given to me by my father, years ago, and are both gone. You  
haven't missed anything yourself, have you?'  
Mr Swiveller involuntarily clapped his hands to the jacket to be quite  
sure that it WAS a jacket and not a skirted coat; and having satisfied  
himself of the safety of this, his only moveable in Bevis Marks, made  
answer in the negative.  


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