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Title: (Works. Illustrated library edition)
Year: 1873 (1870s)
Authors: Dickens, Charles, 1812-1870
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Publisher: London, Chapman and Hall, Ld
Contributing Library: Cornell University Library
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arthly figure, whom Gabriel felt at once, was no being of thisworld. His long fantastic legs, which might have reached theground, were cocked up, and crossed after a quaint, fantasticfashion; his sinewy arms were bare; and his hands rested onhis knees. On his short round body, he wore a close covering,ornamented with small slashes; a short cloak dangled at hisback; the collar was cut into curious peaks, which served thegoblin in lieu of ruff or neckerchief; and his shoes curled up atthe toes into long points. On his head he wore a broad-brimmedsugar-loaf hat, garnished with a single feather. The hat wascovered with the white frost; and the goblin looked as if hehad sat on the same tombstone very comfortably, for two orthree hundred years. He was sitting perfectly still; his tonguewas put out, as if in derision; and he was grinning at GabrielGrub with such a grin as only a goblin could call up. It was not the echoes, said the goblin. Gabriel Grub was paralysed, and could make no reply.
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-W^itX THE PICKWICK CLUB. What do you do here on Christmas Eve ? said the goblin,sternly. I came to dig a grave, sir, stammered Gabriel Grub. What man wanders among graves and churchyards on sucha night as this ? cried the goblin. Gabriel Grub ! Gabriel Grub ! screamed a wild chorus ofvoices that seemed to fill the churchyard. Gabriel looked fear-fully round—nothing was to be seen. What have you got in that bottle ? said the goblin. Hollands, sir, replied the sexton, trembling more thanever ; for he had bought it of the smugglers, and he thoughtthat perhaps his questioner might be in the excise departmentof the goblins. Who drinks Hollands alone, and in a churchyard, on sucha night as this ? said the goblin. Gabriel Grub ! Gabriel Grub ! exclaimed the wild voicesagain. The goblin leered maliciously at the terrified sexton, andthen raising his voice, exclaimed : And who, then, is our fair and lawful prize ? To this inquiry the invisible chorus replied, in a strain thatsounded like th

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