Charles Dickens: The Old Curiosity Shop

CHAPTER 49 (continued)

'Dear me, you've had a deal of trouble. Pray consider everything yours that you find upon the--upon the body. Good night!'

The men looked at each other, but had evidently no inclination to argue the point just then, and shuffled out of the room. The speedy clearance effected, Quilp locked the doors; and still embracing the case-bottle with shrugged-up shoulders and folded arms, stood looking at his insensible wife like a dismounted nightmare.