The Old Curiosity Shop


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performed its errand so well, that within ten minutes of the  
messenger's return and report of its delivery, Miss Brass herself was  
announced.  
'
Pray ma'am,' said the single gentleman, whom she found alone in the  
room, 'take a chair.'  
Miss Brass sat herself down, in a very stiff and frigid state, and  
seemed - as indeed she was - not a little astonished to find that the  
lodger and her mysterious correspondent were one and the same  
person.  
'You did not expect to see me?' said the single gentleman.  
'
I didn't think much about it,' returned the beauty. 'I supposed it was  
business of some kind or other. If it's about the apartments, of course  
you'll give my brother regular notice, you know - or money. That's very  
easily settled. You're a responsible party, and in such a case lawful  
money and lawful notice are pretty much the same.'  
'
I am obliged to you for your good opinion,' retorted the single  
gentleman, 'and quite concur in these sentiments. But that is not the  
subject on which I wish to speak with you.'  
'Oh!' said Sally. 'Then just state the particulars, will you? I suppose  
it's professional business?'  
'Why, it is connected with the law, certainly.'  
'
Very well,' returned Miss Brass. 'My brother and I are just the same. I  
can take any instructions, or give you any advice.'  
'As there are other parties interested besides myself,' said the single  
gentleman, rising and opening the door of an inner room, 'we had  
better confer together. Miss Brass is here, gentlemen.' Mr Garland and  
the Notary walked in, looking very grave; and, drawing up two chairs,  
one on each side of the single gentleman, formed a kind of fence  
round the gentle Sarah, and penned her into a corner. Her brother  
Sampson under such circumstances would certainly have evinced  
some confusion or anxiety, but she - all composure - pulled out the  
tin box, and calmly took a pinch of snuff.  
'Miss Brass,' said the Notary, taking the word at this crisis, 'we  
professional people understand each other, and, when we choose, can  
say what we have to say, in very few words. You advertised a runaway  
servant, the other day?'  


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