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 "But's'posin' I didn't find out anythink about—say Seven-pun' Jars o' Pickles—an' s'pose I wasn't disposed to suspect anythink in regard to—say Door-mats; then I could either give ye a week's notice or pay ye a week's money an' clear y' out on the spot, without no more trouble."

Mr. Grinder paused, and still looked at Dicky with calm dislike. Then he added, as though in answer to himself, "Yus." ..

He dropped the money slowly from his right hand to his left. Dicky's mouth was dry, and the drawers and pickle-jars swam before him at each side of Grinder's head. What did it mean?

"'Ere y' are," cried Mr. Grinder, with sudden energy, thrusting his hand across the counter. "Two three-and-sixes is seven shillin's, an' you can git yer tea at 'ome with yer dirty little sister. Git out o' my shop!"

Dicky's hand closed mechanically on the money, and after a second's pause he