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‘
I
think
I
have
heard
the
business
mentioned
,
sir
,
’
I
said
,
remembering
what
I
vaguely
knew
of
his
and
his
sister
’
s
resources
.
‘
But
I
don
’
t
know
when
.
’
‘
It
does
not
matter
when
,
’
he
returned
.
‘
Mr
.
Quinion
manages
that
business
.
’
I
glanced
at
the
latter
deferentially
as
he
stood
looking
out
of
window
.
‘
Mr
.
Quinion
suggests
that
it
gives
employment
to
some
other
boys
,
and
that
he
sees
no
reason
why
it
shouldn
’
t
,
on
the
same
terms
,
give
employment
to
you
.
’
‘
He
having
,
’
Mr
.
Quinion
observed
in
a
low
voice
,
and
half
turning
round
,
‘
no
other
prospect
,
Murdstone
.
’
Mr
.
Murdstone
,
with
an
impatient
,
even
an
angry
gesture
,
resumed
,
without
noticing
what
he
had
said
:
‘
Those
terms
are
,
that
you
will
earn
enough
for
yourself
to
provide
for
your
eating
and
drinking
,
and
pocket
-
money
.
Your
lodging
(
which
I
have
arranged
for
)
will
be
paid
by
me
.
So
will
your
washing
—
—
’
‘
-
Which
will
be
kept
down
to
my
estimate
,
’
said
his
sister
.
‘
Your
clothes
will
be
looked
after
for
you
,
too
,
’
said
Mr
.
Murdstone
;
‘
as
you
will
not
be
able
,
yet
awhile
,
to
get
them
for
yourself
.
So
you
are
now
going
to
London
,
David
,
with
Mr
.
Quinion
,
to
begin
the
world
on
your
own
account
’
