The Old Curiosity Shop Page #5

Miss Trent's fortune' in perspective'

looks such a long Way off

and I have no immediate readies.

Caution is the Word' sir.

And caution is the act' sir.

Why do you think

Mr. Brass cannot be trusted?

(Boy) Please' sir!

Any man Who chooses

to be my legal representative' sir...

- Need I say more?

- Mm. Quite' Mr. Quilp.

Ah' there she is.

The strong arm of the laW'

Miss Sally Brass.

The only Woman in the World With all the charm

of her sex and none of their Weakness.

Hold your nonsense' Mr. Quilp.

I Wonder you're not ashamed of yourself'

talking before a strange young man.

This strange young man

is himself too susceptible to your feminine

charms not to agree With me' Sally.

- Oh' is he indeed?

- I am?

- You are.

- Oh' yes' I am.

Good afternoon' sweet...

lady.

Pray' might We not be introduced properly'

Mr. Quilp?

This is Mr. Dick SWiveller' sister.

A gentleman of good family Who is content'

for a While'

to fill the humble situation

as our neW solicitor's clerk.

- By Whose authority?

- (Quilp) Mine.

If you Want my continued business.

And We are very happy.

Very' very happy indeed.

I propose Mr. SWiveller

enters upon his duties at once.

- And Where Will he sit' Mr. Quilp?

- On your chair' ma'am.

Until you can buy another.

- Mine?

- Of course.

HoW charitable of Mr. Quilp

to suggest such a thing.

Sally's chair fairly vibrates

With the power of the laW.

It'll be your guide' your companion...

- and your friend.

- (Sally) Oh' Will it?

(Quilp) Yes' ma'am.

It Will.

Well...

You'd better take it... (Slams chair)

..Mr. SWiveller.

(Door closes)

Keep an eye on Mr. SWiveller' sir.

As a friend of the brother

- I Want him to lead us to the child.

- 'Course' Mr. Quilp.

(Clears throat)

Good Lord' Who are you?

- I'm from beloW stairs' sir.

- Really?

There's a gentleman come about the

advertisement. Will you shoW him the lodgings?

I have nothing to do With them.

ShoW him yourself.

- Miss Sally said I Wasn't to' should she be out.

- Why not?

Cos people Wouldn't believe the maid service

Was any good if they saW hoW small I Was.

They think they've been short-changed.

Very Well.

It's 18 shillin's a Week

and fires in Winter is eightpence a day.

What's the rent?

One pound per Week and the fires

in the Wintertime are tenpence per day.

- I'll take 'em.

- You Will?

Done.

What name is it' sir'

in case of letters or parcels?

My correspondence is taken care of.

Good day' sir.

(Hubbub)

(Tapping)

Hm. (Shrilly) That's the Way to do it.

- (Shrilly) Oh' Mr. Punch' Where's the baby?

- What are you doing?

- What does it look like We're doing?

- We're mending our dolls.

(Man) Helter-Skelter Gold Cup!

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