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Dickens, Charles, 1812-1870

"Barnaby Rudge: a tale of the Riots of 'eighty"

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He laid a great stress on these latter words, and paused as if to find
out what effect they had produced. She only answered by her tears.
'He is a likely lad,' said the blind man, thoughtfully, 'for many
purposes, and not ill-disposed to try his fortune in a little change
and bustle, if I may judge from what I heard of his talk with you
to-night.--Come. In a word, my friend has pressing necessity for twenty
pounds. You, who can give up an annuity, can get that sum for him. It's
a pity you should be troubled. You seem very comfortable here, and
it's worth that much to remain so. Twenty pounds, widow, is a
moderate demand. You know where to apply for it; a post will bring it
you.--Twenty pounds!'
She was about to answer him again, but again he stopped her.
'Don't say anything hastily; you might be sorry for it. Think of it a
little while. Twenty pounds--of other people's money--how easy! Turn it
over in your mind. I'm in no hurry. Night's coming on, and if I don't
sleep here, I shall not go far. Twenty pounds! Consider of it, ma'am,
for twenty minutes; give each pound a minute; that's a fair allowance.
I'll enjoy the air the while, which is very mild and pleasant in these
parts.


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