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now, what you want, on your simple note of hand, if I hadn't
unexpectedly become acquainted with your secret way of life.'
'
Who is it,' retorted the old man desperately, 'that, notwithstanding all
my caution, told you? Come. Let me know the name - the person.'
The crafty dwarf, bethinking himself that his giving up the child would
lead to the disclosure of the artifice he had employed, which, as
nothing was to be gained by it, it was well to conceal, stopped short in
his answer and said, 'Now, who do you think?'
'It was Kit, it must have been the boy; he played the spy, and you
tampered with him?' said the old man.
'
How came you to think of him?' said the dwarf in a tone of great
commiseration. 'Yes, it was Kit. Poor Kit!'
So saying, he nodded in a friendly manner, and took his leave:
stopping when he had passed the outer door a little distance, and
grinning with extraordinary delight.
'
Poor Kit!' muttered Quilp. 'I think it was Kit who said I was an uglier
dwarf than could be seen anywhere for a penny, wasn't it. Ha ha ha!
Poor Kit!' And with that he went his way, still chuckling as he went.
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