'Tapley, sir,' said his visitor. 'Him as formerly lived at the Dragon,
sir, and was forced to leave in consequence of a want of jollity, sir.'
'To be sure!' cried Martin. 'Why, how did you come here?'
'Right through the passage, and up the stairs, sir,' said Mark.
'How did you find me out, I mean?' asked Martin.
'Why, sir,' said Mark, 'I've passed you once or twice in the street, if
I'm not mistaken; and when I was a-looking in at the beef-and-ham shop
just now, along with a hungry sweep, as was very much calculated to make
a man jolly, sir--I see you a-buying that.'
Martin reddened as he pointed to the table, and said, somewhat hastily:
'Well! What then?'
'Why, then, sir,' said Mark, 'I made bold to foller; and as I told 'em
downstairs that you expected me, I was let up.'
'Are you charged with any message, that you told them you were
expected?' inquired Martin.
'No, sir, I an't,' said Mark. 'That was what you may call a pious fraud,
sir, that was.'
Martin cast an angry look at him; but there was something in the
fellow's merry face, and in his manner--which with all its cheerfulness
was far from being obtrusive or familiar--that quite disarmed him.
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