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Mrs
.
Crupp
shook
her
head
in
such
a
determined
manner
,
that
I
had
not
an
inch
of
vantage
-
ground
left
.
‘
It
was
but
the
gentleman
which
died
here
before
yourself
,
’
said
Mrs
.
Crupp
,
‘
that
fell
in
love
—
with
a
barmaid
—
and
had
his
waistcoats
took
in
directly
,
though
much
swelled
by
drinking
.
’
‘
Mrs
.
Crupp
,
’
said
I
,
‘
I
must
beg
you
not
to
connect
the
young
lady
in
my
case
with
a
barmaid
,
or
anything
of
that
sort
,
if
you
please
.
’
‘
Mr
.
Copperfull
,
’
returned
Mrs
.
Crupp
,
‘
I
’
m
a
mother
myself
,
and
not
likely
.
I
ask
your
pardon
,
sir
,
if
I
intrude
.
I
should
never
wish
to
intrude
where
I
were
not
welcome
.
But
you
are
a
young
gentleman
,
Mr
.
Copperfull
,
and
my
adwice
to
you
is
,
to
cheer
up
,
sir
,
to
keep
a
good
heart
,
and
to
know
your
own
walue
If
you
was
to
take
to
something
,
sir
,
’
said
Mrs
.
Crupp
,
‘
if
you
was
to
take
to
skittles
,
now
,
which
is
healthy
,
you
might
find
it
divert
your
mind
,
and
do
you
good
.
’
With
these
words
,
Mrs
.
Crupp
,
affecting
to
be
very
careful
of
the
brandy
—
which
was
all
gone
—
thanked
me
with
a
majestic
curtsey
,
and
retired
.
As
her
figure
disappeared
into
the
gloom
of
the
entry
,
this
counsel
certainly
presented
itself
to
my
mind
in
the
light
of
a
slight
liberty
on
Mrs
.
Crupp
’
s
part
;
but
,
at
the
same
time
,
I
was
content
to
receive
it
,
in
another
point
of
view
,
as
a
word
to
the
wise
,
and
a
warning
in
future
to
keep
my
secret
better
.
It
may
have
been
in
consequence
of
Mrs
.
Crupp
’
s
advice
,
and
,
perhaps
,
for
no
better
reason
than
because
there
was
a
certain
similarity
in
the
sound
of
the
word
skittles
and
Traddles
,
that
it
came
into
my
head
,
next
day
,
to
go
and
look
after
Traddles
.
The
time
he
had
mentioned
was
more
than
out
,
and
he
lived
in
a
little
street
near
the
Veterinary
College
at
Camden
Town
,
which
was
principally
tenanted
,
as
one
of
our
clerks
who
lived
in
that
direction
informed
me
,
by
gentlemen
students
,
who
bought
live
donkeys
,
and
made
experiments
on
those
quadrupeds
in
their
private
apartments
.
Having
obtained
from
this
clerk
a
direction
to
the
academic
grove
in
question
,
I
set
out
,
the
same
afternoon
,
to
visit
my
old
schoolfellow
.
I
found
that
the
street
was
not
as
desirable
a
one
as
I
could
have
wished
it
to
be
,
for
the
sake
of
Traddles
.
The
inhabitants
appeared
to
have
a
propensity
to
throw
any
little
trifles
they
were
not
in
want
of
,
into
the
road
:
which
not
only
made
it
rank
and
sloppy
,
but
untidy
too
,
on
account
of
the
cabbage
-
leaves
.
The
refuse
was
not
wholly
vegetable
either
,
for
I
myself
saw
a
shoe
,
a
doubled
-
up
saucepan
,
a
black
bonnet
,
and
an
umbrella
,
in
various
stages
of
decomposition
,
as
I
was
looking
out
for
the
number
I
wanted
.
The
general
air
of
the
place
reminded
me
forcibly
of
the
days
when
I
lived
with
Mr
.
and
Mrs
.
Micawber
.
An
indescribable
character
of
faded
gentility
that
attached
to
the
house
I
sought
,
and
made
it
unlike
all
the
other
houses
in
the
street
—
though
they
were
all
built
on
one
monotonous
pattern
,
and
looked
like
the
early
copies
of
a
blundering
boy
who
was
learning
to
make
houses
,
and
had
not
yet
got
out
of
his
cramped
brick
-
and
-
mortar
pothooks
—
reminded
me
still
more
of
Mr
.
and
Mrs
.
Micawber
.
Happening
to
arrive
at
the
door
as
it
was
opened
to
the
afternoon
milkman
,
I
was
reminded
of
Mr
.
and
Mrs
.
Micawber
more
forcibly
yet
.
