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If the energy of man can compass the discovery of your fraud and treachery before your death; if wealth, revenge, and just hatred, can hunt and track you through your windings; you will yet be called to a dear account for this. We are on the scent already; judge you, who know what we do not, when we shall have you down! He paused again, and still Arthur Gride glared upon him in silence.
She saw me reading it reading it of late I did very often She watched me, saw me put it in the box that fitted into this, the box is gone, she has stolen it. Damnation seize her, she has robbed me! 'Of WHAT? cried Ralph, on whom a sudden light appeared to break, for his eyes flashed and his frame trembled with agitation as he clutched Gride by his bony arm. 'Of what?
'But you had that spasm yesterday, and it is terrible to see you in such pain. Can I do nothing for you? 'Nothing just now. Here are two gentlemen, Madeline, one of whom you have seen before. She used to say, added Mr Bray, addressing Arthur Gride, 'that the sight of you always made me worse. That was natural, knowing what she did, and only what she did, of our connection and its results.
Thus accoutred, they got into a hired coach which Ralph had in waiting, and drove to the residence of the fair and most wretched bride. Gride, whose spirits and courage had gradually failed him more and more as they approached nearer and nearer to the house, was utterly dismayed and cowed by the mournful silence which pervaded it.
This heroic modern hero, this demi-god in a top-hat, may be said to reach his supreme moment and typical example about the time when Dickens was writing that thundering and thrilling and highly unlikely scene in Nicholas Nickleby, the scene where Nicholas hopelessly denounces the atrocious Gride in his hour of grinning triumph, and a thud upon the floor above tells them that the heroine's tyrannical father has died just in time to set her free.
What had been hinted with reference to some fraud on Madeline, had been put, with sufficient obscurity by Arthur Gride, but coming from Newman Noggs, and obscured still further by the smoke of his pocket-pistol, it became wholly unintelligible, and involved in utter darkness. 'There seems no ray of hope, said Nicholas.
Mr Squeers having shifted his lodging, the officer shifted his, and lying concealed in the same street, and, indeed, in the opposite house, soon found that Mr Squeers and Mrs Sliderskew were in constant communication. In this state of things, Arthur Gride was appealed to.
Arthur Gride had enrobed himself in his marriage garments of bottle-green, a full hour before Mrs Sliderskew, shaking off her more heavy slumbers, knocked at his chamber door; and he had hobbled downstairs in full array and smacked his lips over a scanty taste of his favourite cordial, ere that delicate piece of antiquity enlightened the kitchen with her presence.
'Oh dear, dear, I shall never try it, said Arthur Gride, appalled by the mention of the word, 'not for the world. It would be very easy to ruin me; we must be very careful; more saving than ever, with another mouth to feed. Only we we mustn't let her lose her good looks, Peg, because I like to see 'em. 'Take care you don't find good looks come expensive, returned Peg, shaking her forefinger.
'And you awoke, and found you were lying on your back, or with your head hanging over the bedside, or suffering some pain from indigestion? said Ralph. 'Pshaw, Mr Bray! Ralph followed him, with a steady look, to the door; and, turning to the bridegroom, when they were again alone, said, 'Mark my words, Gride, you won't have to pay HIS annuity very long.
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