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1098 recognise. He held his hand above his eyes, and, looking out, saw Tim Linkinwater on the steps. ‘Come where?’ demanded Ralph. ‘To our house, where you came this morning. I have a coach here.’ ‘Why should I go there?’ said Ralph. ‘Don’t ask me why, but pray come with me.’ ‘Another edition of today!’ returned Ralph, making as though he would shut the door. ‘No, no!’ cried Tim, catching him by the arm and speaking most earnestly; ‘it is only that you may hear something that has occurred: something very dreadful, Mr Nickleby, which concerns you nearly. Do you think I would tell you so or come to you like this, if it were not the case?’ Ralph looked at him more closely. Seeing that he was indeed greatly excited, he faltered, and could not tell what to say or think. ‘You had better hear this now, than at any other time,’ said Tim; ‘it may have some influence with you. For Heaven’s sake come!’ Perhaps, at, another time, Ralph’s obstinacy and dislike would have been proof against any appeal from such a quarter, however emphatically urged; but now, after a moment’s hesitation, he went into the hall for his hat, and returning, got into the coach without speaking a word. Tim well remembered afterwards, and often said, that as Ralph Nickleby went into the house for this purpose, he saw him, by the light of the candle which he had set down upon a chair, reel and stagger like a drunken man. He well remembered, too, that when he had placed his foot upon the coach-steps, he turned round and |