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let us part liberally. A delightful sentiment, sir!'
To all these rambling observations, Mr Swiveller answered not one word,but, returning for the aquatic jacket, rolled it into a tight roundball: looking steadily at Brass meanwhile as if he had some intention |
of bowling him down with it. He only took it under his arm, however,
and marched out of the office in profound silence. When he had closedthe door, he re-opened it, stared in again for a few moments with thesame portentous gravity, and nodding his head once, in a slow and ghost-like manner, vanished.He paid the coachman, and turned his back on Bevis Marks, big with |
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