The String of Pearls; or, The Barber of Fleet Street — page 277: what you’re looking at

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| better go out to something now; if you will take him ’prentice we will provide | way into the shop. It was no other than our old acquaintance, Big Ben from q after him with a savage scowl. OOOO, | NS —s THE STRING OF PEARLS. 269 him, and he can run into our place for his meals and tell us all the gossip of the shop, which will amuse Mrs. C., as she’s in a delicate condition, and I have no | doubt you will find him just the lad for you.” ... ‘Dear! dear!” said Todd. : ‘¢ What’s the matter,” Mr. T, ?”’ “*’m so aggravated.—lIs he pious ?” ‘* Decidedly.” ** Does he know his catechism and his belief?”’ ‘©Oh, yes. Only ask him, Mr. Todd. Only ask him,” ‘*Come here, my dear boy. Who was Shindrad, the great uncle of Joshua, and why did Nebuchadnezar call him Zichophobattezer the cousin of Neozobul- coxacride ?” Eh?” said the boy. “ Lor!’’ ‘‘ What learning!” said the greengrocer. ‘“‘Ah, Mr. Todd, you are one too many for Fred, but he knows ‘his catechiz.”’ ‘‘ Well,” said Todd, “‘if the boy that I have promised to think about don’t suit me, I'll give you a call, Mr. Cork. But, you see, 1 am such a slave to my word, that if I promise to think about anything, I go on thinking until it would | astonish you how I get through it.” ‘Well, I’m sure we are very much obliged to you, Mr. Todd. Come along, Fred.” ‘* Indeed !”’ said Todd, when he was once more alone. ‘That would suit me certainly. A lying, gossiping boy, to be running home three or four times a day with all the news of the shop. Good—very good indeed.” Todd stropped away at the razors with great vehemence, until he suddenly became aware that some one must be blocking up nearly the whole of the window, for a sudden darkness, like an eclipse, had stolen over the shop. We have before had occasion to remark that Todd had a kind of peephole amid the multifarious articles which blocked up his windows, so that he was enabled to look out upon | the passing world when he pleased. Upon this occasion he availed himself of this mode of ascertaining who it was that had stopped the light from making its | the Tower, who was on his way to Mr. Oakley’s. he heart of Ben had been sensibly touched by the distress of Johanna, and he was going to give hera word or two of comfort and encouragement,. which would wholly consist of advising her to “ never mind.” But still Ben’s intention was good, however weak might be the means by which he carried it out. As for passing Todd’s window without looking in, he could no more help having a good stare, than he could help doing justice to a flagon of old ale, if it were placed before him; and upon this occasion the little placard, announcing the want of a pious youth, fixed the whole of Ben’s wonder and attraction. “A “pious lad!” said Ben. “Oh, the villain. Never mind. Easy does it-—easy does it.” «¢ Curses on that fellow!” muttered Todd. ‘‘ What is he staring at?” «© A pious lad!” ejaculated Ben. ‘‘ Pious—oh—oh. Pious ?”’ ‘Shaved this morning, sir ?”’ said Todd, appearing at his door with a razor in his hand. ‘‘ Shaved or dressed? Polish you off surprisingly, in no time, sir.” “Eh?” " «*Walk in, sir—walk in. A nice comfortable shave makes a man feel quite another thing. Pray walk in, sir. I think I have had the pleasure of seeing you before.” Ben cast an indignant look at Sweeney Todd; and then, as upon the spur of the moment—for Ben was rather a shrewd thinker—he could not find anything strong enough to say, he wisely held his peace, and walked on. Todd looked ‘Not much plunder,” he muttered, ‘‘ but suitable enough in another point of view. Well—well, we shall see—we shall see.” comicbooks.com