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“His goods,” said Mr. Cruncher, after turning it over in his mind,
“is a branch of Scientific goods.” “Persons’ bodies, ain’t it, father?”
asked the lively boy.
“I believe it is something of that sort,” said Mr. Cruncher.
“Oh, father, I should so like to be a Resurrection-Man when I’m
quite growed up!” Mr. Cruncher was soothed, but shook his head
in a dubious and moral way.
“It depends upon how you develop your talents. Be careful to
develop your talents, and never to say no more than you can help
to nobody, and there’s no telling at the present time what you may
not come to be fit for.” As Young Jerry, thus encouraged, went on a
few yards in advance, to plant the stool in the shadow of the Bar,
Mr. Cruncher added to himself: “Jerry, you honest tradesman,
wot that boy will yet be a blessing to you, and a recompense to you
for his mother!”