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you; you have no call to support me.'
'That's all right,' said Michael; 'I'll probably get it out of the
leather business.'
And having taken down the old gentleman's address, Michael left him at
the corner of a street.
'What a wonderful old muddler!' he reflected, 'and what a singular thing
is life! I seem to be condemned to be the instrument of Providence. Let
me see; what have I done today? Disposed of a dead body, saved Pitman,
saved my Uncle Joseph, brightened up Forsyth, and drunk a devil of a lot
of most indifferent liquor. Let's top off with a visit to my cousins,
and be the instrument of Providence in earnest. Tomorrow I can turn
my attention to leather; tonight I'll just make it lively for 'em in a
friendly spirit.'
About a quarter of an hour later, as the clocks were striking eleven,
the instrument of Providence descended from a hansom, and, bidding the
driver wait, rapped at the door of No. 16 John Street.
It was promptly opened by Morris.
'O, it's you, Michael,' he said, carefully blocking up the narrow
opening: 'it's very late.'
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