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'No, but do have the goodness, sir, cried Pinch, with great earnestness, 'if you please. Mr Westlock, sir, going away for good and all, wishes to leave none but friends behind him. Mr Westlock and you, sir, had a little difference the other day; you have had many little differences. 'Little differences! cried Charity. 'Little differences! echoed Mercy.

HE gets no credit from you, Tom, not he. 'Why, of course he don't, said Pinch, gazing at his friend with a more troubled aspect than before. 'Pecksniff get credit from me! Well! 'Don't I say that it's ridiculous, rejoined the other, 'even to think of such a thing? 'Why, it's madness, said Tom. 'Madness! returned young Westlock. 'Certainly it's madness.

Poor little Ruth was seized with a palpitation of the heart when Tom committed this appalling indiscretion, for she felt that if the dish turned out a failure, she never would be able to hold up her head before John Westlock again.

Mr Pinch, being unwilling to protract a discussion which might possibly corrupt Martin, forbore to say anything in reply to this speech; but John Westlock, whom nothing short of an iron gag would have silenced when Mr Pecksniff's merits were once in question, continued notwithstanding. 'HIS feelings! Oh, he's a tender-hearted man. HIS feelings!

She will be glad to see my hand, poor girl, and to hear that Pecksniff is as kind as ever. I would have asked John Westlock to call and see her, and tell her all about me by word of mouth, but I was afraid he might speak against Pecksniff to her, and make her uneasy.

Busily the Temple fountain murmured in the moonlight, while Ruth lay sleeping, with her flowers beside her; and John Westlock sketched a portrait whose? from memory. On the next day's official duties coming to a close, Tom hurried home without losing any time by the way; and after dinner and a short rest sallied out again, accompanied by Ruth, to pay his projected visit to Todgers's.

'It is your wishes, Mr Chuzzlewit, she said, in a sort of quavering croak, 'to see the t'other person. Is it? But the ghastly change in Jonas told her that the other person was already seen. Before she could look round towards the door, she was put aside by old Martin's hand; and Chuffey and John Westlock entered with him. 'Let no one leave the house, said Martin. 'This man is my brother's son.

No, continued Mr Pecksniff. 'No! Oh, no, no! 'Hark! said Miss Charity, holding up her finger, as a gentle rap was heard at the street door. 'There is the creature! Now mark my words, he has come back with John Westlock for his box, and is going to help him to take it to the mail. Only mark my words, if that isn't his intention!

There are a good many who are willing and anxious to help the very poor, but I think there's a mission waiting for somebody among the pinched-and-smiling people. I've been a Ruth Pinch myself, you see; and I know all about it, Mr. John Westlock!"

I have some ability, I believe, in that way; and the obligation, if any, will most likely be on his side and not mine. At the lowest mark, the balance will be even, and there'll be no obligation at all. So you may talk to me, as if I had no connection with him. 'If you press me to give my opinion returned John Westlock. 'Yes, I do, said Martin. 'You'll oblige me.