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'You needn't brag about it, returned Fledgeby, disappointed in his desire to heighten the contrast between his bed and the streets. 'But you're always bragging about something. Got the books there? 'They are here, sir. 'All right. I'll turn the general subject over in my mind for a minute or two, and while I'm about it you can empty your bag and get ready for me.
Arrayed in superb raiment, with his opera hat under his arm, he concluded his self-examination hopefully, awaited the arrival of Miss Podsnap, and talked small-talk with Mrs Lammle. 'Warm weather, Mrs Lammle, said Fascination Fledgeby. Mrs Lammle thought it scarcely as warm as it had been yesterday.
'And none of you ever will from me, Lammle, replied Fledgeby, with another internal chuckle; 'that certainly IS the way I do it. 'Why of course it is, I know! rejoined Lammle, with a flourish of frankness, and a laugh, and stretching out his hands as if to show the universe a remarkable man in Fledgeby.
Mr Fledgeby took it, saying, 'And if we ever find out who did this, we'll mark that person. And in the most friendly manner, let me mention one thing more. I don't know what your circumstances are, and I don't ask. You have sustained a loss here. Many men are liable to be involved at times, and you may be, or you may not be.
In the entry hung his rusty large-brimmed low-crowned hat, as long out of date as his coat; in the corner near it stood his staff no walking-stick but a veritable staff. Fledgeby turned into the counting-house, perched himself on a business stool, and cocked his hat. There were light boxes on shelves in the counting-house, and strings of mock beads hanging up.
'I thank you very much, sir, he said, offering Fledgeby his feverish hand. 'You have done me an unmerited service. Thank you, thank you! 'Don't mention it, answered Fledgeby. 'It's a failure so far, but I'll stay behind, and take another touch at Mr Riah. 'Do not deceive yourself Mr Twemlow, said the Jew, then addressing him directly for the first time. 'There is no hope for you.
But what does Fledgeby say? 'He says, replied Mrs Lammle, interpreting for him, and patting the back of her dear girl's hand, as if it were Fledgeby who was patting it, 'that it was no compliment, but a little natural act of homage that he couldn't resist. And, expressing more feeling as if it were more feeling on the part of Fledgeby, 'he is right, he is right!
His grateful servant in whose race gratitude is deep, strong, and enduring bowed his head, and actually did now put the hem of his coat to his lips: though so lightly that the wearer knew nothing of it. Thus, Fascination Fledgeby went his way, exulting in the artful cleverness with which he had turned his thumb down on a Jew, and the old man went his different way up-stairs.
Your concentrated Fox is seldom comparable to your concentrated Ass in money-breeding. Fascination Fledgeby feigned to be a young gentleman living on his means, but was known secretly to be a kind of outlaw in the bill-broking line, and to put money out at high interest in various ways.
'Have you, by George! said Fledgeby; 'I suppose you happen to know whose premises these are? 'Sir, they are yours, and I am your servant in them. 'Oh! I thought you might have overlooked that, retorted Fledgeby, with his eyes on Riah's beard as he felt for his own; 'having company on my premises, you know! 'Come up and see the guests, sir. I hope for your admission that they can do no harm.
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