'Hallo here. Stop!' cried Ralph. 'What's the matter? Here am I. Didn't
you hear me knock?'
'Oh! Mr Nickleby, sir,' said the girl. 'Go up, for the love of Gracious.
Master's been and done it again.'
'Done what?' said Ralph, tartly; 'what d'ye mean?'
'I knew he would if he was drove to it,' cried the girl. 'I said so all
along.'
'Come here, you silly wench,' said Ralph, catching her by the wrist;
'and don't carry family matters to the neighbours, destroying the credit
of the establishment. Come here; do you hear me, girl?'
Without any further expostulation, he led or rather pulled the
frightened handmaid into the house, and shut the door; then bidding her
walk upstairs before him, followed without more ceremony.
Guided by the noise of a great many voices all talking together, and
passing the girl in his impatience, before they had ascended many steps,
Ralph quickly reached the private sitting-room, when he was rather
amazed by the confused and inexplicable scene in which he suddenly found
himself.
There were all the young-lady workers, some with bonnets and some
without, in various attitudes expressive of alarm and consternation;
some gathered round Madame Mantalini, who was in tears upon one chair;
and others round Miss Knag, who was in opposition tears upon another;
and others round Mr Mantalini, who was perhaps the most striking figure
in the whole group, for Mr Mantalini's legs were extended at full length
upon the floor, and his head and shoulders were supported by a very
tall footman, who didn't seem to know what to do with them, and Mr
Mantalini's eyes were closed, and his face was pale and his hair was
comparatively straight, and his whiskers and moustache were limp, and
his teeth were clenched, and he had a little bottle in his right hand,
and a little tea-spoon in his left; and his hands, arms, legs, and
shoulders, were all stiff and powerless.
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