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"He is a happyat the Turk, "who has re in another character!"

"Why, what the deuce, then," exclai there for me?"

Before this question could be answered, an offensive s everybody look around the room, the chimney-sweeper already mentioned by Miss Larolles was perceived to enter it Every way he eneral disgust, retreated wherever he advanced

He was short, and see over one arm, and his shovel under the other As soon as he espied Cecilia, whose situation was such as to prevent her eluding hi up to her; "Ah ha," he cried, "found at last;" then, throwing down his shovel, he opened the ishly to her head, said, "Coirls; in, I say, poke in!--cram you up the chimney"

And then he put forth his sooty hands to reach her cap

Cecilia, though she instantly knew the dialect of her guardian Mr Briggs, was not therefore theto be so handled, and started back to save herself from his touch; the white domino also came forward, and spread out his arms as a defence to her, while the devil, as still before her, again began to growl

"Ah ha!" cried the chi, "so did not knowbut old guardian; all a joke!" And then, patting her cheek with his dirty hand, and nodding at her with ood heart! shan't be meddled with; coht I'd catch you!--coood joke enough!"

"What do youthat lady?"

"Won't tell!" answered he; "not your business Got a good right Who cares for pearls? Nothing but French beads" Pointing with a sneer to his turban Then, again addressing Cecilia, "Fine doings!" he continued, "Here's a place! never saw the like before! turn a s in; wax candles in every room; servants thick as mushrooms! And where's the cash? Who's to pay the piper? Couinea; warrant Master Harrel thinks that nothing!"

"A guinea?" conteuinea will do?"