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'Oh no,' said Ralph; 'come when you like, in a hackney coach - I'll pay for it. Good night - a - a - God bless you.'
The blessing seemed to stick in Mr Ralph Nickleby's throat, as if it were not used to the thoroughfare, and didn't know the way out. But it got out somehow, though awkwardly enough; and having disposed of it, he shook hands with his two relatives, and abruptly left them.