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778 mun hoo thou’d licked that poor chap in t’ coorch.’ ‘An honest man!’ cried Squeers, with a sneer. ‘Ah! an honest man,’ replied John; ‘honest in ought but ever putting legs under seame table wi’ such as thou.’ ‘Scandal!’ said Squeers, exultingly. ‘Two witnesses to it; Wackford knows the nature of an oath, he does; we shall have you there, sir. Rascal, eh?’ Mr Squeers took out his pocketbook and made a note of it. ‘Very good. I should say that was worth full twenty pound at the next assizes, without the honesty, sir.’ ‘’Soizes,’ cried John, ‘thou’d betther not talk to me o’ ’Soizes. Yorkshire schools have been shown up at ’Soizes afore noo, mun, and it’s a ticklish soobjact to revive, I can tell ye.’ Mr Squeers shook his head in a threatening manner, looking very white with passion; and taking his daughter’s arm, and dragging little Wackford by the hand, retreated towards the door. ‘As for you,’ said Squeers, turning round and addressing Nicholas, who, as he had caused him to smart pretty soundly on a former occasion, purposely abstained from taking any part in the discussion, ‘see if I ain’t down upon you before long. You’ll go a kidnapping of boys, will you? Take care their fathers don’t turn up--mark that--take care their fathers don’t turn up, and send ’em back to me to do as I like with, in spite of you.’ ‘I am not afraid of that,’ replied Nicholas, shrugging his shoulders contemptuously, and turning away. ‘Ain’t you!’ retorted Squeers, with a diabolical look. ‘Now then, come along.’ ‘I leave such society, with my pa, for Hever,’ said Miss Squeers, looking contemptuously and loftily round. ‘I am defiled by breathing the air with such creatures. Poor Mr Browdie! He! he! |
