When the lady had done he bobbed his head to signify that he acknowledged the receipt of it, and the lady retired.
"I have got my walking-papers," he said to Septimus Jones ten minutes afterward.
"I don't know what you mean." "Don't you?
Then you must be very thick-headed.

My father has sent me word that you are to be turned out.

Of course he means it for me.

He does not wish to give me the power of saying that he sent me away from the house,--me, whom he has so long endeavored to rob,--me, to whom he owes so much for taking no steps to punish his fraud.

And he knows that I can take none, because he is on his death-bed." "But you couldn't, could you, if he were--were anywhere else ?" "Couldn't I?
That's all you know about it.