awakened, and asked again why he had not sent to him.

'What should I get by sending to you?' returned Squeers. 'To be known to
be in with you wouldn't do me a deal of good, and they won't take bail
till they know something more of the case, so here am I hard and fast:
and there are you, loose and comfortable.'

'And so must you be in a few days,' retorted Ralph, with affected
good-humour. 'They can't hurt you, man.'

'Why, I suppose they can't do much to me, if I explain how it was that I
got into the good company of that there ca-daverous old Slider,' replied
Squeers viciously, 'who I wish was dead and buried, and resurrected and
dissected, and hung upon wires in a anatomical museum, before ever I'd
had anything to do with her. This is what him with the powdered head
says this morning, in so many words: "Prisoner! As you have been found
in company with this woman; as you were detected in possession of
this document; as you were engaged with her in fraudulently destroying
others, and can give no satisfactory account of yourself; I shall remand
you for a week, in order that inquiries may be made, and evidence got.
And meanwhile I can't take any bail for your appearance." Well then,
what I say now is, that I CAN give a satisfactory account of myself;
I can hand in the card of my establishment and say, "I am the Wackford
Squeers as is therein named, sir. I am the man as is guaranteed,
by unimpeachable references, to be a out-and-outer in morals and
uprightness of principle. Whatever is wrong in this business is no fault
of mine. I had no evil design in it, sir. I was not aware that anything
was wrong. I was merely employed by a friend, my friend Mr Ralph
Nickleby, of Golden Square. Send for him, sir, and ask him what he has
to say; he's the man; not me!"'

'What document was it that you had?' asked Ralph, evading, for the
moment, the point just raised.

'What document? Why, THE document,' replied Squeers. 'The Madeline
What's-her-name one. It was a will; that's what it was.'

'Of what nature, whose will, when dated, how benefiting her, to what
extent?' asked Ralph hurriedly.

'A will in her favour; that's all I know,' rejoined Squeers, 'and that's
more than you'd have known, if you'd had them bellows on your head. It's
all owing to your precious caution that they got hold of it. If you had
let me burn it, and taken my word that it was gone, it would have been a
heap of ashes behind the fire, instead of being whole