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that period with all he could get; was the final satisfactory sum and
substance of his promised explanation; but she held her peace; devoutly
thankful to be quit of him。 As it seemed reasonable to conclude that a
man who had never been buried could not be unburied; the diggers gave
him up when their task was done; and did not dig down for him into the
depths of the earth。

This was taken in ill part by a great many people; who persisted
in believing that Flintwinch was lying somewhere among the London
geological formation。 Nor was their belief much shaken by repeated
intelligence which came over in course of time; that an old man who wore
the tie of his neckcloth under one ear; and who was very well known to
be an Englishman; consorted with the Dutchmen on the quaint banks of the
canals of the Hague and in the drinking…shops of Amsterdam; under the
style and designation of Mynheer von Flyntevynge。


CHAPTER 32。 Going


Arthur continuing to lie very ill in the Marshalsea; and Mr Rugg
descrying no break in the legal sky affording a hope of his enlargement;
Mr Pancks suffered desperately from self…reproaches。 If it had not been
for those infallible figures which proved that Arthur; instead of pining
in imprisonment; ought to be promenading in a carriage and pair; and
that Mr Pancks; instead of being restricted to his clerkly wages; ought
to have from three to five thousand pounds of his own at his immediate
disposal; that unhappy arithmetician would probably have taken to his
bed; and there have made one of the many obscure persons who turned
their faces to the wall and died; as a last sacrifice to the late Mr
Merdle's greatness。 Solely supported by his unimpugnable calculations;
Mr Pancks led an unhappy and restless life; constantly carrying his
figures about with him in his hat; and not only going over them himself
on every possible occasion; but entreating every human being he could
lay hold of to go over them with him; and observe what a clear case it
was。 Down in Bleeding Heart Yard there was scarcely an inhabitant of
note to whom Mr Pancks had not imparted his demonstration; and; as
figures are catching; a kind of cyphering measles broke out in that
locality; under the influence of which the whole Yard was light…headed。

The more restless Mr Pancks grew in his mind; the more impatient he
became of the Patriarch。 In their later conferences his snorting assumed
an irritable sound which boded the Patriarch no good; likewise; Mr
Pancks had on several occasions looked harder at the Patriarchal bumps
than was quite reconcilable with the fact of his not being a painter; or
a peruke…maker in search of the living model。

However; he steamed in and out of his little back Dock according as he
was wanted or not wanted in the Patriarchal presence; and business had
gone on in its customary course。 Bleeding Heart Yard had been harrowed
by Mr Pancks; and cropped by Mr Casby; at the regular seasons; Mr Pancks
had taken all the drudgery and all the dirt of the business as his
share; Mr Casby had taken all the profits; all the ethereal vapour; and
all the moonshine; as his share; and; in the form of words which that
benevolent beamer generally employed on Saturday evenings; when he
twirled his fat thumbs after striking the week's balance; 'everything
had been satisfactory to all parties……all parties……satisfactory; sir; to
all parties。'

The Dock of the Steam…Tug; Pancks; had a leaden roof; which; frying in
the very hot sunshine; may have heated the vessel。 Be that as it
may; one glowing Saturday evening; on being hailed by the lumbering
bottle…green ship; the Tug instantly came working out of the Dock in a
highly heated condition。 'Mr Pancks;' was the Patriarchal remark; 'you
have been remiss; you have been remiss; sir。'

'What do you mean by that?' was the short rejoinder。

The Patriarchal state; always a state of calmness and posure; was
so particularly serene that evening as to be provoking。 Everybody else
within the bills of mortality was hot; but the Patriarch was perfectly
cool。 Everybody was thirsty; and the Patriarch was drinking。 There was
a fragrance of limes or lemons about him; and he made a drink of golden
sherry; which shone in a large tumbler as if he were drinking the
evening sunshine。 This was bad; but not the worst。 The worst was; that
with his big blue eyes; and his polished head; and his long white hair;
and his bottle…green legs stretched out before him; terminating in his
easy shoes easily crossed at the instep; he had a radiant appearance
of having in his extensive benevolence made the drink for the human
species; while he himself wanted nothing but his own milk of human
kindness。

Wherefore; Mr Pancks said; 'What do you mean by that?' and put his hair
up with both hands; in a highly portentous manner。

'I mean; Mr Pancks; that you must be sharper with the people; sharper
with the people; much sharper with the people; sir。 You don't squeeze
them。 You don't squeeze them。 Your receipts are not up to the mark。 You
must squeeze them; sir; or our connection will not continue to be as
satisfactory as I could wish it to be to all parties。 All parties。'

'Don't I squeeze 'em?' retorted Mr Pancks。 'What else am I made for?'

'You are made for nothing else; Mr Pancks。 You are made to do your
duty; but you don't do your duty。 You are paid to squeeze; and you
must squeeze to pay。' The Patriarch so much surprised himself by this
brilliant turn; after Dr Johnson; which he had not in the least
expected or intended; that he laughed aloud; and repeated with great
satisfaction; as he twirled his thumbs and nodded at his youthful
portrait; 'Paid to squeeze; sir; and must squeeze to pay。'

'Oh;' said Pancks。 'Anything more?'

'Yes; sir; yes; sir。 Something more。 You will please; Mr Pancks; to
squeeze the Yard again; the first thing on Monday morning。'

'Oh!' said Pancks。 'Ain't that too soon? I squeezed it dry to…day。'

'Nonsense; sir。 Not near the mark; not near the mark。'

'Oh!' said Pancks; watching him as he benevolently gulped down a good
draught of his mixture。 'Anything more?'

'Yes; sir; yes; sir; something more。 I am no
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