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“T mean nothing at all,” sai : as cguadibanim aoa aae armen th r sraicing le Lge said Todd, suddenly turning upon his heel; “ what’s | obias opened the shop-door : round 4hé pldee, and geet aah cpallcge stood the dog, who looked wistfulls “Te ue hich seriously al <j It’s the gentleman’s dog, sir,” said Tobias, % ite tee ee that was looking at old St. Dunstan’s clock and ¢ its the gentleman’s dog, sir, funny, aint it, sir, that the dog didn’t go away ait hie in here to be shaved, It’s j Why don’t you laugh if it’s funny ? Turn out the jon . oe ; ; hate the sight of them ; turn him car ir Bers, Hepes Beit tia ae VOuLG, SIT; ina minute; but L ; : m out.” | look, sir—look ; see what he is at sane | re a wouldn’t let me, somehow. Only | ie fe will have down the cupboard Hiei bb ot Magh ins such a violent fellow, sir “ Stop him-—stop him! the devil is in the animal! stop hi e dog was certainly getting the door o tien St him I say! hee to stop him! but that he was soon enc sh it Sweeney Todd rushed for- e dog gave hima grip of the leg, which m x Has of the danger of doing, for ana mpeed gana and left the animal a Me ita ol give dog : how], that he pen the cu oard d 34" easure: is re eo | thrust therein, ‘tal dodbink ae ydeine upon the hat which Sweeney Todd had The devil’s in the beast,” muttered toad : 5 ins eget i Galego oe man who owned that fiend of a cur o ki he’s off! Tobias, you said you d es, sir, 1 did see him there. If your : Tes at St: Dunstan’s churh.” and the figures were just going to dike th ecollect, you sent me to see the time, | : eet oa oth say that Mark Taccthiip. wis dete, ae Sak and before I came f of pearls. Then 1 came in, a dead, and Johanna should h | and the odd thing me in, and then, if you ave | cause you cherteeet to me, sir, is that he Eater Bit Met cays in, | “Because what F” shouted Todd sara hig ecause people generally do tak : | ee ee oe into one of Lovett’s we “if : eb. ies them, you know, sir; and a0 we = one comes ; it’s old Mr, Grant, f he T ee aes glad to see you looking so well rom the Temple: How do you this gentlemen of your years looking so fresh , sir, It does one’s heart good to pean po) if you please. Shaved, Is 909 and hearty. Sit down, sir; a little | « Yes, Todd, yes. Any news ae Seay fap edn ve No, sir, nothing stirring. Bverything Lae. | meat say it blew the king’s hat off veatetds ery quiet, sir, except the high wind. || in mialtr ret og “W Hee eee won't pat te phy Lord Notth’s, | Ht ee eae ein? dns e haven’ , e cle teal | Lor’ sit,? said Tobias yey anybody in the shop for an Stee phen ge | gn ee > “you forget the sea-faring gentleman with the d #9 “Ah! so L do.” said Tod £ O08; You | |} turbance, I think 1 ; d. ‘He went away; dg 1 ees , Just at th went away, and I saw him get into ¢ bas | ‘, odd leaving his doe behind him. S, “for 4 came ‘ | my et said Todd. © Will you exe Stirs || aah dolipyeel Woes tos enddonsecin in the patldaeyt Mr, Graut? ‘Tobias, || | very uns : ‘ : ° t eae me an door was alee the bathe into the parlour; but when th ] svaitiet ing him by the throat, he ¢ ont a upon him like an enra ed i Sa SF nk Ahora 7g that Mé. Grant m ely is head such a succession o i iger, 5 dedbets A esar ok iehayohig of his hair but “after Chl a, hs bale partir ve It him such a kick, that h ir out, after which he twisted hi at his Rah ox ree a leaving Tobias to di “ Pe customer, and bolted When he “came back nel way he could, gest the usage he had received | Saylug, =e o Mr, Grant, he apologised for k ‘ ‘ ; 3 eepiig him waiting, by || OLGA ELIA mete a ttre