[Illustration: "I SAY," SAID JOHN, RATHER ASTOUNDED FOR THE MOMENT, "MAK' THEESELF QUITE AT WHOAM, WILL 'EE?"--Chap. xlii.] [Illustration: FELL UPON HIS FACE IN A PASSION OF BITTER GRIEF--Chap. xliii.] [Illustration: "I AM A MOST MISERABLE AND WRETCHED OUTCAST, NEARLY SIXTY YEARS OLD, AND AS DESTITUTE AND HELPLESS AS A CHILD OF SIX"--Chap. xliv.] [Illustration: MR. SQUEERS EXECUTES AN IMPROMPTU "PAS SEUL"--Chap. xlv.] [Illustration: WAS PRESENTLY CONDUCTED BY A ROBBER, WITH A VERY LARGE BELT AND BUCKLE ROUND HIS WAIST, AND VERY LARGE LEATHER GAUNTLETS ON HIS HANDS, INTO THE PRESENCE OF HIS FORMER MANAGER--Chap. xlviii.] [Illustration: "NO MATTER! DO YOU THINK YOU BRING YOUR PALTRY MONEY HERE AS A FAVOUR OR A GIFT; OR AS A MATTER OF BUSINESS, AND IN RETURN FOR VALUE RECEIVED"--Chap. xlvi.] [Illustration: "AHA!" CRIED THE OLD GENTLEMAN, FOLDING HIS HANDS AND SQUEEZING THEM WITH GREAT FORCE AGAINST EACH OTHER. "I SEE HER NOW; I SEE HER NOW; MY LOVE, MY LIFE, MY BRIDE, MY PEERLESS BEAUTY! SHE IS COME AT LAST--AT LAST--AND ALL IS GAS AND GAITERS"--Chap. xlix.] [Illustration: TWO MEN, SEIZING EACH OTHER BY THE THROAT, STRUGGLED INTO THE MIDDLE OF THE ROOM--Chap. l.] [Illustration: ALL THE LIGHT AND LIFE OF DAY CAME ON; AND AMIDST IT ALL, AND PRESSING DOWN THE GRASS WHOSE EVERY BLADE BORE TWENTY TINY LIVES, LAY THE DEAD MAN, WITH HIS STARK AND RIGID FACE TURNED UPWARDS TO THE SKY--Chap. l.] [Illustration: "I'LL BE MARRIED IN THE BOTTLE-GREEN," CRIED ARTHUR GRIDE--Chap. li.] [Illustration: "THIEVES! THIEVES!" SHRIEKED THE USURER, STARTING UP AND FOLDING HIS BOOK TO HIS BREAST; "ROBBERS! MURDER!"--Chap. liii.] [Illustration: "I MUST BESEECH YOU TO CONTEMPLATE AGAIN THE FEARFUL COURSE TO WHICH YOU HAVE BEEN IMPELLED"--Chap. liii.] [Illustration: HE DREW RALPH NICKLEBY TO THE FURTHER END OF THE ROOM, AND POINTED TOWARDS GRIDE, WHO SAT HUDDLED TOGETHER IN A CORNER, FUMBLING NERVOUSLY WITH THE BUTTONS OF HIS COAT, AND EXHIBITING A FACE OF WHICH EVERY SKULKING AND BASE EXPRESSION WAS SHARPENED AND AGGRAVATED TO THE UTMOST OF HIS ANXIETY AND TREPIDATION--Chap. liv.] [Illustration: "THERE IS SOMETHING MISSING, YOU SAY," SAID RALPH, SHAKING HIM FURIOUSLY BY THE COLLAR. "WHAT IS IT?"--Chap. lvi.] [Illustration: "DO YOU SEE THIS? THIS IS A BOTTLE"--Chap. lvii.] [Illustration: "WHO TAMPERED WITH A SELFISH FATHER, URGING HIM TO SELL HIS DAUGHTER TO OLD ARTHUR GRIDE, AND TAMPERED WITH GRIDE TOO, AND DID SO IN THE LITTLE OFFICE, WITH A CLOSET IN THE ROOM"--Chap. lix.] [Illustration: "TOTAL, ALL UP WITH SQUEERS!"--Chap. lx.] [Illustration: RALPH MAKES ONE LAST APPOINTMENT--AND KEEPS IT--Chap. lxii.] [Illustration: CLASPING THE IRON RAILINGS WITH HIS HANDS, LOOKED EAGERLY IN, WONDERING WHICH MIGHT BE HIS GRAVE--Chap. lxii.] [Illustration: "OH, MR. LINKINWATER, YOU'RE JOKING!" "NO, NO, I'M NOT. I'M NOT INDEED," SAID TIM. "I WILL, IF YOU WILL. DO, MY DEAR!"--Chap. lxiii.]