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Brownlow, at the conclusion of the meal; looking sideways at Oliver, as he resumed his subject. 'To-morrow morning, replied Mr. Brownlow. 'I would rather he was alone with me at the time. Come up to me to-morrow morning at ten o'clock, my dear. 'Yes, sir, replied Oliver. He answered with some hesitation, because he was confused by Mr. Grimwig's looking so hard at him.
Grimwig's head was such a particularly large one, that the most sanguine man alive could hardly entertain a hope of being able to get through it at a sitting to put entirely out of the question, a very thick coating of powder. 'I'll eat my head, sir, repeated Mr. Grimwig, striking his stick upon the ground. 'Hallo! what's that! looking at Oliver, and retreating a pace or two.
Grimwig, "he will be sure to deliver them safely, you know!" "Yes; do let me take them, if you please, sir," said Oliver "I'll run all the way, sir." Mr. Brownlow was about to refuse to have Oliver go out, when Mr. Grimwig's malicious cough made him change his mind, and let the boy go. "You are to say," said Mr.
He was shown into the little back study, where sat Mr. Brownlow and his friend Mr. Grimwig, with decanters and glasses before them. The latter gentleman at once burst into the exclamation: 'A beadle. A parish beadle, or I'll eat my head. 'Pray don't interrupt just now, said Mr. Brownlow. 'Take a seat, will you? Mr. Bumble sat himself down; quite confounded by the oddity of Mr. Grimwig's manner.
'It will be dark by that time. 'Oh! you really expect him to come back, do you? inquired Mr. Grimwig. 'Don't you? asked Mr. Brownlow, smiling. The spirit of contradiction was strong in Mr. Grimwig's breast, at the moment; and it was rendered stronger by his friend's confident smile. 'No, he said, smiting the table with his fist, 'I do not.
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