'Upon my life you're a deyvlish good fellow, Hawk.'
'And I have done right, have I?' demanded Sir Mulberry.
'Quite ri-ght.'
'And like a poor, silly, good-natured, friendly dog as I am, eh?'
'Ye--es, ye--es; like a friend,' replied the other.
'Well then,' replied Sir Mulberry, 'I'm satisfied. And now let's go and
have our revenge on the German baron and the Frenchman, who cleaned you
out so handsomely last night.'
With these words the friendly creature took his companion's arm and led
him away, turning half round as he did so, and bestowing a wink and
a contemptuous smile on Messrs Pyke and Pluck, who, cramming their
handkerchiefs into their mouths to denote their silent enjoyment of
the whole proceedings, followed their patron and his victim at a little
distance.
CHAPTER 28
Miss Nickleby, rendered desperate by the Persecution of Sir Mulberry
Hawk, and the Complicated Difficulties and Distresses which surround
her, appeals, as a last resource, to her Uncle for Protection
The ensuing morning brought reflection with it, as morning usually
does; but widely different was the train of thought it awakened in the
different persons who had been so unexpectedly brought together on the
preceding evening, by the active agency of Messrs Pyke and Pluck.
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