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I'm in a hurry to get back, for he will be anxious while I am away. 'There's no hurry, little Nell, no hurry at all, said Quilp. 'How should you like to be my number two, Nelly? 'To be what, sir? 'My number two, Nelly, my second, my Mrs Quilp, said the dwarf. The child looked frightened, but seemed not to understand him, which Mr Quilp observing, hastened to make his meaning more distinctly.

Then Mr Quilp departed with the child and Kit in a boat, and the boy revenged himself by dancing on his head at intervals on the extreme verge of the wharf, during the whole time they crossed the river. There was only Mrs Quilp at home, and she, little expecting the return of her lord, was just composing herself for a refreshing slumber when the sound of his footsteps roused her.

You needn't whimper. We part good friends enough, if that's the matter. He remained silent, following her with his eyes, until she had gained her little room and closed the door; and then turning to the dwarf, said abruptly, 'Harkee, Mr 'Meaning me? returned the dwarf. 'Quilp is my name. You might remember. It's not a long one Daniel Quilp.

But he wouldn't be convinced. 'I wonder at that, Mr Quilp, said the young man sarcastically. 'Well, so did I at the time, returned Quilp, 'but he was always obstinate. He was in a manner a friend of mine, but he was always obstinate and wrong-headed. Little Nell is a nice girl, a charming girl, but you're her brother, Frederick.

The moment their backs were turned, little Jacob thawed, and resumed his crying from the point where Quilp had frozen him. The summer-house of which Mr Quilp had spoken was a rugged wooden box, rotten and bare to see, which overhung the river's mud, and threatened to slide down into it.

'I have said so to grandfather, a hundred times, returned Nell innocently. 'And what has he said to that? 'Only sighed, and dropped his head, and seemed so sad and wretched that if you could have seen him I am sure you must have cried; you could not have helped it more than I, I know. How that door creaks! 'It often does. returned Mrs Quilp, with an uneasy glance towards it.

Without inquiring whether Salamanders were of necessity good confidential agents, or whether a fire-proof man was as a matter of course trustworthy, Frederick Trent threw himself into a chair, and, burying his head in his hands, endeavoured to fathom the motives which had led Quilp to insinuate himself into Richard Swiveller's confidence; for that the disclosure was of his seeking, and had not been spontaneously revealed by Dick, was sufficiently plain from Quilp's seeking his company and enticing him away.

Ah, Mr Quilp, I often think, sir, if it had only pleased Providence to bring you and Sarah together, in earlier life, what blessed results would have flowed from such a union! You never saw our dear father, sir? A charming gentleman. Sarah was his pride and joy, sir. He would have closed his eyes in bliss, would Foxey, Mr Quilp, if he could have found her such a partner. You esteem her, sir?

My particular friends, Sir, are accustomed to sneeze when the door is opened, to give her to understand that they ARE my friends and have no interested motives in asking if I'm at home. I beg your pardon; will you allow me to look at that card again? 'Oh! by all means, rejoined Quilp.

'To be Mrs Quilp the second, when Mrs Quilp the first is dead, sweet Nell, said Quilp, wrinkling up his eyes and luring her towards him with his bent forefinger, 'to be my wife, my little cherry-cheeked, red-lipped wife. Say that Mrs Quilp lives five year, or only four, you'll be just the proper age for me. Ha ha!

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