"Who did you want?" said the boy, fitting two of the spikes into his chin.
"There was a follower, or an officer, or something, here," said Mr. Jarndyce, "who is dead."
"Yes?" said the boy. "Well?"
"I want to know his name, if you please?"
"Name of Neckett," said the boy.
"And his address?"

"Who did you want?" said the boy, fitting two of the spikes into his chin.
"There was an officer, or something, here," said Mr. Jarndyce, "who is dead. I want to know his name, if you please?"
"Name of Neckett," said the boy.
"And his address?"
