,« rejoined the dwarf.
    »You'll mention that I called, perhaps?« said Dick.
    Mr. Quilp nodded, and said he certainly would, the very first time he saw
them.
    »And say,« added Mr. Swiveller, »say, sir, that I was wafted here upon the
pinions of concord; that I came to remove, with the rake of friendship, the
seeds of mutual wiolence and heart-burning, and to sow in their place, the germs
of social harmony. Will you have the goodness to charge yourself with that
commission, sir?«
    »Certainly!« rejoined Quilp.
    »Will you be kind enough to add to it, sir,« said Dick, producing a very
small limp card, »that that is my address, and that I am to be found at home
every morning? Two distinct knocks, sir, will produce the slavey at any time. My
particular friends, sir, are accustomed to sneeze when the door is opened, to
give her to understand that they are my friends and have no interested motives
in asking if I'm at home. I beg your pardon; will you allow me to look at that
card again?«
    »Oh! by all means,« rejoined Quilp.
    »By a slight and not unnatural mistake, sir,« said Dick, substituting
another in its stead, »I had handed you the pass-ticket of a select convivial
circle called the Glorious Apollers, of which I have the honour to be Perpetual
Grand. That is the proper document, sir. Good morning.«
    Quilp bade him good day; the Perpetual Grand Master of the Glorious
Apollers, elevating his hat in honour of Mrs. Quilp, dropped it carelessly on
the side of his head again, and disappeared with a flourish.
    By this time, certain vans had arrived for the conveyance of the goods, and
divers strong men in caps were balancing chests of drawers and other trifles of
that nature upon their heads, and performing muscular feats which heightened
their complexions considerably. Not to be behind-hand in the bustle, Mr. Quilp
went to work with surprising vigour; hustling and driving the people about, like
an evil spirit; setting Mrs. Quilp upon all kinds of arduous and impracticable
tasks; carrying great weights up and down, with no apparent effort; kicking the
boy from the wharf, whenever he could get near him; and inflicting, with his
loads, a great many sly bumps and blows on the shoulders of Mr. Brass, as he
stood upon the door-steps
