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It was in this stage of his progress, and in about the third week of his

occupation, that Mr Pancks's fancy beca to his attic, attended by Mrs Plornish as interpreter, he found

Mr Baptist with no furniture but his bed on the ground, a table, and a

chair, carving with the aid of a few simple tools, in the blithest way

possible 'Now, old chap,' said Mr Pancks, 'pay up!'

He had his ly

handed it in; then with a free action, threw out as ers of his

right hand as there were shillings, and made a cut crosswise in the air

for an odd sixpence 'Oh!' said Mr Pancks, watching hily 'That's it, is it?

You're a quick custoh' Mrs Plornish here interposed with great condescension, and explained to

Mr Baptist 'E please E glad get ht face see on in his limb?' he asked Mrs

Plornish 'Oh, he's a deal better, sir,' said Mrs Plornish 'We expect next week

he'll be able to leave off his stick entirely' (The opportunity

being too favourable to be lost, Mrs Plornish displayed her great

acco with pardonable pride to Mr Baptist, 'E ope