"Ah!" says Mr. Guppy. "He wouldn't keep out of Jarndyce, and I suppose he's over head and ears in debt. I never knew much of him. He was as high as the monument when he was on trial at our place. A good riddance to me, whether as clerk or client! Well, Tony, that as I was mentioning is what they're up to."
Mr. Guppy, refolding his arms, resettles himself against the parapet, as resuming a conversation of interest.
"They are still up to it, sir," says Mr. Guppy, "still taking stock, still examining papers, still going over the heaps and heaps of rubbish. At this rate they'll be at it these seven years."

"Ah!" says Mr. Guppy. "He wouldn't keep out of Jarndyce, and I suppose he's head over heels in debt. I never knew much of him. Well, Tony, that as I was mentioning is what they're up to."
Mr. Guppy resettles himself against the parapet, resuming a conversation of interest.
"They are still up to it, sir," says Mr. Guppy, "still examining papers, still going over the heaps of Krook's rubbish. At this rate they'll be at it these seven years."
