Happily his brain had seized a picture: "Mr.Tinman, he's a-standin' in his best Court suit." Mr.Tinmau's old schoolmate gave a jump; and no wonder.
"Standing ?" he cried; and as the act of standing was really not extraordinary, he fixed upon the suit: "Court ?" "So Mrs.Cavely told me, it was what he was standin' in, and as I found 'm I left 'm," said Crummins.
"He's standing in it now ?" said Mr.Van Diemen Smith, with a great gape.
Crummins doggedly repeated the statement.

Many would have ornamented it in the repetition, but he was for bare flat truth.
"He must be precious proud of having a Court suit," said Mr.Smith, and gazed at his daughter so glassily that she smiled, though she was impatient to proceed to Mrs.Crickledon's lodgings.
"Oh! there's where it is ?" interjected the carpenter, with a funny frown at a low word from Ned Crummins.

"Practicing, is he?
Mr.Tinman's practicing before the glass preparatory to his going to the palace in London." "He gave me a shillin'," said Crummins.
Crickledon comprehended him immediately.

"We sha'n't speak about it, Ned." What did you see?
was thus cautiously suggested.
The shilling was on Crummins' tongue to check his betrayal of the secret scene.

But remembering that he had only witnessed it by accident, and that Mr.Tinman had not completely taken him into his confidence, he thrust his hand down his pocket to finger the crown-piece lying in fellowship with the coin it multiplied five times, and was inspired to think himself at liberty to say: "All I saw was when the door opened.
Not the house-door.