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`` What 's all this got to do with that boy stealin ' that dog ? '' he demanded . `` That 's what I want to know -- what 's it got to do ? '' `` Mr. Thornycroft , '' said Kirby , `` at nine o'clock this mornin ' this place ceased to be Tom Belcher 's sto ' , an ' become a court of justice . Some things are seemly in a court , some not . You stand back there ! '' The old man stepped back to the counter , and stood pulling his chin , his eyes running over the crowd of faces .