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Nothing was said to him about the talk he had had with Lusher Barrock, and he himself was afraid to open his mouth about it, and soon the incident was practically forgotten. The Barnaby Company went to work at the Spur Road tract and nobody attempted to stop them. "Boys, we had a dandy time, didn't we?" said Snap, one evening after he had had his fill of venison steak.
They were among the first to reach the tavern, but they had not been there many minutes, when several groups of men who had formed part of the crowd, came straggling in. Among them were Simon Tappertit and Mr Dennis; both of whom, but especially the latter, greeted Barnaby with the utmost warmth, and paid him many compliments on the prowess he had shown.
"Are you riding back to London to-night?" "Yes." "It should be glorious to gallop under a full-orbed moon." "London is a great way from here." "Do you remember the madman we met at Oakshott's Barn?" "Yes. I met him in London, lately." "Did he talk about the moon again?" "Well do you remember what he prophesied about an 'orbed moon' and 'Barnaby Bright'?"
The cork-drawing seemed to make a greater impression on the gentleman's mind, than the raven's power of speech, and was indeed particularly adapted to his habits and capacity. He desired to have that done again, but despite his being very peremptory, and notwithstanding that Barnaby coaxed to the utmost, Grip turned a deaf ear to the request, and preserved a dead silence.
And as those other early books, differing totally from each other too, "Old Curiosity Shop," and "Barnaby Rudge," were produced, and in turn were succeeded by a series of great novels representing the writer's young prime, I mean "Martin Chuzzlewit," "Dombey and Son" and "David Copperfield," it was plain that the hand of Dickens was becoming subdued to the element it worked in.
'Mother! said Barnaby, laying aside his hat and stick, and returning to the chair from which he had risen, 'I'll tell you where we have been to-day, and what we have been doing, shall I? She took his hand in hers, and holding it, nodded the word she could not speak. 'You mustn't tell, said Barnaby, holding up his finger, 'for it's a secret, mind, and only known to me, and Grip, and Hugh.
But if the whole population had had him in their minds, and had wished his life to be spared, not one among them could have done so with a purer zeal or greater singleness of heart than the good locksmith. Barnaby was to die. There was no hope.
It was the last appeal of an old companion and a faithful friend cast off. Barnaby could bear no more, and as he shook his head and waved his playmate home, he burst into tears. 'Oh mother, mother, how mournful he will be when he scratches at the door, and finds it always shut!
Barnaby, thus condescendingly addressed, produced his bird, but not without much fear and trembling, and set him down upon the ground; which he had no sooner done than Grip drew fifty corks at least, and then began to dance; at the same time eyeing the gentleman with surprising insolence of manner, and screwing his head so much on one side that he appeared desirous of screwing it off upon the spot.
Courage, bold Barnaby, what care we? Your hand! They do well to put us out of the world, for if we got loose a second time, we wouldn't let them off so easy, eh? Another shake! A man can die but once. If you wake in the night, sing that out lustily, and fall asleep again. Ha ha ha!
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