I don't want him any longer.

Let him hang or drown--starve--go to the devil.' 'By all means, sir,' returned Brass.

'When would you wish him, sir, to--ha, ha!--to make that little excursion ?' 'When this trial's over,' said Quilp.

'As soon as that's ended, send him about his business.' 'It shall be done, sir,' returned Brass; 'by all means.

It will be rather a blow to Sarah, sir, but she has all her feelings under control.