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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.
'
Well,' said Dick, with a blank look, 'I suppose it's of no use my staying
here.'
'
'
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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