Nicholas Nickleby by Charles Dickens
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he proposed to make his Fortune at once
Having rendered his zealous assistance towards dispatching the lunch, with all that promptitude and energy which are among the most important qualities that men of business can possess, Mr Ralph Nickleby took a cordial farewell of his fellow-speculators, and bent his steps westward in unwonted good humour. As he passed St Paul's he stepped aside into a doorway to set his watch, and with his hand on the key and his eye on the cathedral dial, was intent upon so doing, when a man suddenly stopped before him. It was Newman Noggs. 'Ah! Newman,' said Mr Nickleby, looking up as he pursued his occupation. 'The letter about the mortgage has come, has it? I thought it would.' 'Wrong,' replied Newman. 'What! and nobody called respecting it?' inquired Mr Nickleby, pausing. Noggs shook his head. 'What HAS come, then?' inquired Mr Nickleby. 'I have,' said Newman. 'What else?' demanded the master, sternly. 'This,' said Newman, drawing a sealed letter slowly from his pocket. 'Post-mark, Strand, black wax, black border, woman's hand, C. N. in the corner.' |
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