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Precious unfortunate for you, I can tell you, said Mr. Boffin. are not to be combated by any one, and I address myself to no such hopeless task. But I will say a word upon the truth. Yah! Much you care about the truth, said Mr. Boffin, with a snap of his fingers. Noddy! My dear love! expostulated his wife. Old lady, returned Mr. Boffin, you keep still. I say to this Rokesmith here, much he cares about the truth. I tell him again, much he cares about the truth. Our connexion being at an end, Mr. Boffin, said the Secretary, it can be of very little moment to me what you say. Oh! You are knowing enough, retorted Mr. Boffin, with a sly look, to have found out that our connexion s at an end, eh? But you cant get beforehand with me. Look at this in my hand. This is your pay, on your discharge. You can only follow suit. You cant deprive me of the lead. Lets have no pretending that you discharge yourself. I discharge you. So that I go, remarked the Secretary, waving the point aside with his hand, it is all one to me. Is it? said Mr. Boffin. But its two to me, let me tell you. Allowing a fellow thats found out, to discharge himself, is one thing; discharging him for insolence and presumption, and likewise for designs upon his masters money, is another. One and ones two; not one. (Old lady, dont you cut in. You keep still.) Have you said all you wish to say to me? demanded the Secretary. I dont know whether I have or not, answered Mr. Boffin. It depends. Perhaps you will consider whether there are any other strong expressions that you would like to bestow upon me? Ill consider that, said Mr. Boffin, obstinately, at my convenience, and not at yours. You want the last word. It may not be suitable to let you have it. Noddy! My dear, dear Noddy! You sound so hard! cried poor Mrs. Boffin, not to be quite repressed. Old lady, said her husband, but without harshness, if you cut in when requested not, Ill get a pillow and carry you out of the room upon it. What do you want to say, you Rokesmith? To you, Mr. Boffin, nothing. But to Miss Wilfer and to your good kind wife, a word. Out with it then, replied Mr. Boffin, and cut it short, for weve had enough of you. I have borne, said the Secretary, in a low voice, with my false position here, that I might not be separated from Miss Wilfer. To be near her, has been a recompense to me from day to day, even for the undeserved treatment I have had here, and for the degraded aspect in which she has often seen me. Since Miss Wilfer rejected me, I have never again urged my suit, to the best of my belief, with a spoken syllable or a look. But I have never changed in my devotion to her, except if she will forgive my saying so that it is deeper than it was, and better founded. Now, mark this chaps saying Miss Wilfer, when he means £ s.d.! cried Mr. Boffin, with a cunning wink. Now, mark this chaps making Miss Wilfer stand for Pounds, Shillings, and Pence! |
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