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The Chimes. Charles Dickens

′And as for you, you dull dog,′ said the Alderman, turning with even increased cheerfulness and urbanity to the young smith, ′what are you thinking of being married for? What do you want to be married for, you silly fellow? If I was a fine, young, strapping chap like you, I should be ashamed of being milksop enough to pin myself to a woman′s apron-strings! Why, she′ll be an old woman before you′re a middle-aged man! And a pretty figure you′ll cut then, with a draggle-tailed wife and a crowd of squalling children crying after you wherever you go!′

O, he knew how to banter the common people, Alderman Cute!

′There! Go along with you,′ said the Alderman, ′and repent. Don′t make such a fool of yourself as to get married on New Year′s Day. You′ll think very differently of it, long before next New Year′s Day: a trim young fellow like you, with all the girls looking after you. There! Go along with you!′

They went along. Not arm in arm, or hand in hand, or interchanging bright glances; but, she in tears; he, gloomy and down-looking. Were these the hearts that had so lately made old Toby′s leap up from its faintness? No, no. The Alderman (a blessing on his head!) had Put THEM Down.

′As you happen to be here,′ said the Alderman to Toby, ′you shall carry a letter for me. Can you be quick? You′re an old man.′

Toby, who had been looking after Meg, quite stupidly, made shift to murmur out that he was very quick, and very strong.

′How old are you?′ inquired the Alderman.

′I′m over sixty, sir,′ said Toby.

′O! This man′s a great deal past the average age, you know,′ cried Mr. Filer breaking in as if his patience would bear some trying, but this really was carrying matters a little too far.

′I feel I′m intruding, sir,′ said Toby. ′I—I misdoubted it this morning. Oh dear me!′

The Alderman cut him short by giving him the letter from his pocket. Toby would have got a shilling too; but Mr. Filer clearly showing that in that case he would rob a certain given number of persons of ninepence-halfpenny a-piece, he only got sixpence; and thought himself very well off to get that.

Then the Alderman gave an arm to each of his friends, and walked off in high feather; but, he immediately came hurrying back alone, as if he had forgotten something.

′Porter!′ said the Alderman.

′Sir!′ said Toby.

′Take care of that daughter of yours. She′s much too handsome.′

′Even her good looks are stolen from somebody or other, I suppose,′ thought Toby, looking at the sixpence in his hand, and thinking of the tripe. ′She′s been and robbed five hundred ladies of a bloom a-piece, I shouldn′t wonder. It′s very dreadful!′

′She′s much too handsome, my man,′ repeated the Alderman. ′The chances are, that she′ll come to no good, I clearly see. Observe what I say. Take care of her!′ With which, he hurried off again.

′Wrong every way. Wrong every way!′ said Trotty, clasping his hands. ′Born bad. No business here!′

The Chimes came clashing in upon him as he said the words. Full, loud, and sounding—but with no encouragement. No, not a drop.

′The tune′s changed,′ cried the old man, as he listened. ′There′s not a word of all that fancy in it. Why should there be? I have no business with the New Year nor with the old one neither. Let me die!′

Still the Bells, pealing forth their changes, made the very air spin. Put ′em down, Put ′em down! Good old Times, Good old Times! Facts and Figures, Facts and Figures! Put ′em down, Put ′em down! If they said anything they said this, until the brain of Toby reeled.

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