The Old Curiosity Shop


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Richard Swiveller was utterly aghast at this unexpected alteration of  
circumstances, which threatened the complete overthrow of the  
project in which he bore so conspicuous a part, and seemed to nip his  
prospects in the bud. Having only received from Frederick Trent, late  
on the previous night, information of the old man's illness, he had  
come upon a visit of condolence and inquiry to Nell, prepared with the  
first instalment of that long train of fascinations which was to fire her  
heart at last. And here, when he had been thinking of all kinds of  
graceful and insinuating approaches, and meditating on the fearful  
retaliation which was slowly working against Sophy Wackles - here  
were Nell, the old man, and all the money gone, melted away,  
decamped he knew not whither, as if with a fore-knowledge of the  
scheme and a resolution to defeat it in the very outset, before a step  
was taken.  
In his secret heart, Daniel Quilp was both surprised and troubled by  
the flight which had been made. It had not escaped his keen eye that  
some indispensable articles of clothing were gone with the fugitives,  
and knowing the old man's weak state of mind, he marvelled what  
that course of proceeding might be in which he had so readily  
procured the concurrence of the child. It must not be supposed (or it  
would be a gross injustice to Mr Quilp) that he was tortured by any  
disinterested anxiety on behalf of either. His uneasiness arose from a  
misgiving that the old man had some secret store of money which he  
had not suspected; and the idea of its escaping his clutches,  
overwhelmed him with mortification and self-reproach.  
In this frame of mind, it was some consolation to him to find that  
Richard Swiveller was, for different reasons, evidently irritated and  
disappointed by the same cause. It was plain, thought the dwarf, that  
he had come there, on behalf of his friend, to cajole or frighten the old  
man out of some small fraction of that wealth of which they supposed  
him to have an abundance. Therefore, it was a relief to vex his heart  
with a picture of the riches the old man hoarded, and to expatiate on  
his cunning in removing himself even beyond the reach of  
importunity.  
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Well,' said Dick, with a blank look, 'I suppose it's of no use my staying  
here.'  
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Not the least in the world,' rejoined the dwarf.  
You'll mention that I called, perhaps?' said Dick.  
Mr Quilp nodded, and said he certainly would, the very first time he  
saw them.  


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