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has exceeded anything you can imagine, it has indeed. Nothing but
the respect and obligation I owe to you, sir - '
As it was plain that Sampson was bent on a complimentary harangue,
unless he received a timely interruption, Mr Quilp politely tapped him
on the crown of his head with the little saucepan, and requested that
he would be so obliging as to hold his peace.
'
'
Practical, sir, practical,' said Brass, rubbing the place and smiling;
but still extremely pleasant - immensely so!'
'
Hearken to me, will you?' returned Quilp, 'or I'll be a little more
pleasant, presently. There's no chance of his comrade and friend
returning. The scamp has been obliged to fly, as I learn, for some
knavery, and has found his way abroad. Let him rot there.'
'
Certainly, sir. Quite proper. - Forcible!' cried Brass, glancing at the
admiral again, as if he made a third in company. 'Extremely forcible!'
'I hate him,' said Quilp between his teeth, 'and have always hated him,
for family reasons. Besides, he was an intractable ruffian; otherwise
he would have been of use. This fellow is pigeon-hearted and light-
headed. I don't want him any longer. Let him hang or drown - starve -
go to the devil.'
'By all means, sir,' returned Brass. 'When would you wish him, sir, to
-
ha, ha! - to make that little excursion?'
'
When this trial's over,' said Quilp. 'As soon as that's ended, send him
about his business.'
'
It shall be done, sir,' returned Brass; 'by all means. It will be rather a
blow to Sarah, sir, but she has all her feelings under control. Ah, Mr
Quilp, I often think, sir, if it had only pleased Providence to bring you
and Sarah together, in earlier life, what blessed results would have
flowed from such a union! You never saw our dear father, sir? - A
charming gentleman. Sarah was his pride and joy, sir. He would have
closed his eyes in bliss, would Foxey, Mr Quilp, if he could have found
her such a partner. You esteem her, sir?'
'
'
I love her,' croaked the dwarf.
You're very good, Sir,' returned Brass, 'I am sure. Is there any other
order, sir, that I can take a note of, besides this little matter of Mr
Richard?'
'None,' replied the dwarf, seizing the saucepan. 'Let us drink the lovely
Sarah.'
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