Raddle, elevating her voice forthe information of the neighbours--'do you suppose that I'm a-going dayafter day to let a fellar occupy my lodgings as never thinks of payinghis rent, nor even the very money laid out for the fresh butter and lumpsugar that's bought for his breakfast, and the very milk that's took in,at the street door? Do you suppose a hard-working and industrious womanas has lived in this street for twenty year (ten year over the way, andnine year and three-quarters in this very house) has nothing else to dobut to work herself to death after a parcel of lazy idle fellars, thatare always smoking and drinking, and lounging, when they ought to beglad to turn their hands to anything that would help 'em to pay theirbills? Do you--My good soul,' interposed Mr. Benjamin Allen soothingly.
A third rather surly-looking gentleman, who had apparentlybeen disturbed at his tea, for he was disposing of the last remnant ofa crust and butter when he came in, stationed himself close to Mr.Pickwick; and, resting his hands on his hips, inspected him narrowly;while two others mixed with the group, and studied his features withmost intent and thoughtful faces.