blanksmell
,
like
the
smell
of
the
little
church
,
though
something
dryer
:
suggesting
that
the
dead
and
buried
Dedlocks
walk
there
,
in
the
long
nights
,
and
leave
the
flavor
of
their
graves
behind
them
.
But
the
house
in
town
,
which
is
rarely
in
the
same
mind
as
Chesney
Wold
at
the
same
time
;
seldom
rejoicing
when
it
rejoices
,
or
mourning
when
it
mourns
,
excepting
when
a
Dedlock
dies
;
the
house
in
town
shines
out
awakened
.
As
warm
and
bright
as
so
much
state
may
be
,
as
delicately
redolent
of
pleasant
scents
that
bear
no
trace
of
winter
as
hothouse
flowers
can
make
it
;
soft
and
hushed
,
so
that
the
ticking
of
the
clocks
and
the
crisp
burning
of
the
fires
alone
disturb
the
stillness
in
the
rooms
;
it
seems
to
wrap
those
chilled
bones
of
Sir
Leicester
's
in
rainbow-colored
wool
.
And
Sir
Leicester
is
glad
to
repose
in
dignified
contentment
before
the
great
fire
in
the
library
,
condescendingly
perusing
the
backs
of
his
books
,
or
honoring
the
fine
arts
with
a
glance
of
approbation
.
For
he
has
his
pictures
,
ancient
and
modern
.
Some
,
of
the
Fancy
Ball
School
in
which
Art
occasionally
condescends
to
become
a
master
,
which
would
be
best
catalogued
like
the
miscellaneous
articles
in
a
sale
.
As
,
“
Three
high-backed
chairs
,
a
table
and
cover
,
long-necked
bottle
(
containing
wine
)
,
one
flask
,
one
Spanish
female
's
costume
,
three-quarter
face
portrait
of
Miss
Jogg
the
model
,
and
a
suit
of
armour
containing
Don
Quixote
.
”
Or
,
“
One
stone
terrace
(
cracked
)
,
one
gondola
in
distance
,
one
Venetian
senator
's
dress
complete
,
richly
embroidered
white
satin
costume
with
profile
portrait
of
Miss
Jogg
the
model
,
one
scimetar
superbly
mounted
in
gold
with
jewelled
handle
,
elaborate
Moorish
dress
(
very
rare
)
,
and
Othello
.
”
Mr.
Tulkinghorn
comes
and
goes
pretty
often
;
there
being
estate
business
to
do
,
leases
to
be
renewed
,
and
so
on
.
He
sees
my
Lady
pretty
often
,
too
;
and
he
and
she
are
as
composed
,
and
as
indifferent
,
and
take
as
little
heed
of
one
another
,
as
ever
.
Yet
it
may
be
that
my
Lady
fears
this
Mr.
Tulkinghorn
,
and
that
he
knows
it
.
It
may
be
that
he
pursues
her
doggedly
and
steadily
,
with
no
touch
of
compunction
,
remorse
,
or
pity
.
It
may
be
that
her
beauty
,
and
all
the
state
and
brilliancy
surrounding
her
,
only
give
him
the
greater
zest
for
what
he
is
set
upon
,
and
make
him
the
more
inflexible
in
it
.
Whether
he
be
cold
and
cruel
,
whether
immovable
in
what
he
has
made
his
duty
,
whether
absorbed
in
love
of
power
,
whether
determined
to
have
nothing
hidden
from
him
in
ground
where
he
has
burrowed
among
secrets
all
his
life
,
whether
he
in
his
heart
despises
the
splendor
of
which
he
is
a
distant
beam
,
whether
he
is
always
treasuring
up
slights
and
offences
in
the
affability
of
his
gorgeous
clients
—
whether
he
be
any
of
this
,
or
all
of
this
,
it
may
be
that
my
Lady
had
better
have
five
thousand
pairs
of
fashionable
eyes
upon
her
,
in
distrustful
vigilance
,
than
the
two
eyes
of
this
rusty
lawyer
,
with
his
wisp
of
neckcloth
and
his
dull
black
breeches
tied
with
ribbons
at
the
knees
.
Sir
Leicester
sits
in
my
Lady
's
room
—
that
room
in
which
Mr.
Tulkinghorn
read
the
affidavit
in
Jarndyce
and
Jarndyce
—
particularly
complacent
.
My
Lady
—
as
on
that
day
—
sits
before
the
fire
with
her
screen
in
her
hand
.
Sir
Leicester
is
particularly
complacent
,
because
he
has
found
in
his
newspaper
some
congenial
remarks
bearing
directly
on
the
floodgates
and
the
framework
of
society
.
They
apply
so
happily
to
the
late
case
,
that
Sir
Leicester
has
come
from
the
library
to
my
Lady
's
room
expressly
to
read
them
aloud
.
“
The
man
who
wrote
this
article
,
”
he
observes
by
way
of
preface
,
nodding
at
the
fire
as
if
he
were
nodding
down
at
the
man
from
a
Mount
,
“
has
a
well-balanced
mind
.
”
The
man
's
mind
is
not
so
well
balanced
but
that
he
bores
my
Lady
,
who
,
after
a
languid
effort
to
listen
,
or
rather
a
languid
resignation
of
herself
to
a
show
of
listening
,
becomes
distraught
,
and
falls
into
a
contemplation
of
the
fire
as
if
it
were
her
fire
at
Chesney
Wold
,
and
she
had
never
left
it
.
Sir
Leicester
,
quite
unconscious
,
reads
on
through
his
double
eye-glass
,
occasionally
stopping
to
remove
his
glass
and
express
approval
,
as
“
Very
true
indeed
,
”
“
Very
properly
put
,
”
“
I
have
frequently
made
the
same
remark
myself
;
”
invariably
losing
his
place
after
each
observation
,
and
going
up
and
down
the
column
to
find
it
again
.
Sir
Leicester
is
reading
,
with
infinite
gravity
and
state
,
when
the
door
opens
,
and
the
Mercury
in
powder
makes
this
strange
announcement
:
“
The
young
man
,
my
Lady
,
of
the
name
of
Guppy
.
”
Sir
Leicester
pauses
,
stares
,
repeats
in
a
killing
voice
:
“
The
young
man
of
the
name
of
Guppy
?
”
Looking
round
,
he
beholds
the
young
man
of
the
name
of
Guppy
,
much
discomfited
,
and
not
presenting
a
very
impressive
letter
of
introduction
in
his
manner
and
appearance
.
“
Pray
,
”
says
Sir
Leicester
to
Mercury
,
“
what
do
you
mean
by
announcing
with
this
abruptness
a
young
man
of
the
name
of
Guppy
?
”
“
I
beg
your
pardon
,
Sir
Leicester
,
but
my
Lady
said
she
would
see
the
young
man
whenever
he
called
.
I
was
not
aware
that
you
were
here
,
Sir
Leicester
.
”
With
this
apology
,
Mercury
directs
a
scornful
and
indignant
look
at
the
young
man
of
the
name
of
Guppy
,
which
plainly
says
,
“
What
do
you
come
calling
here
for
,
and
getting
me
into
a
row
?
”
“
It
's
quite
right
.
I
gave
him
those
directions
,
”
says
my
Lady
.
“
Let
the
young
man
wait
.
”
“
By
no
means
,
my
Lady
.
Since
he
has
your
orders
to
come
,
I
will
not
interrupt
you
.
”
Sir
Leicester
in
his
gallantry
retires
,
rather
declining
to
accept
a
bow
from
the
young
man
as
he
goes
out
,
and
majestically
supposing
him
to
be
some
shoemaker
of
intrusive
appearance
.
Lady
Dedlock
looks
imperiously
at
her
visitor
,
when
the
servant
has
left
the
room
;
casting
her
eyes
over
him
from
head
to
foot
.
She
suffers
him
to
stand
by
the
door
,
and
asks
him
what
he
wants
?
“
That
your
ladyship
would
have
the
kindness
to
oblige
me
with
a
little
conversation
,
”
returns
Mr.
Guppy
,
embarrassed
.
“
You
are
,
of
course
,
the
person
who
has
written
me
so
many
letters
?
”
“
Several
,
your
ladyship
.
Several
,
before
your
ladyship
condescended
to
favor
me
with
an
answer
.
”
“
And
could
you
not
take
the
same
means
of
rendering
a
conversation
unnecessary
?
Can
you
not
still
?
”
Mr.
Guppy
screws
his
mouth
into
a
silent
“
No
!
”
and
shakes
his
head
.
“
You
have
been
strangely
importunate
.
If
it
should
appear
,
after
all
,
that
what
you
have
to
say
does
not
concern
me
—
and
I
do
n't
know
how
it
can
,
and
do
n't
expect
that
it
will
—
you
will
allow
me
to
cut
you
short
with
but
little
ceremony
.
Say
what
you
have
to
say
,
if
you
please
.
”
My
Lady
,
with
a
careless
toss
of
her
screen
,
turns
herself
towards
the
fire
again
,
sitting
almost
with
her
back
to
the
young
man
of
the
name
of
Guppy
.
“
With
your
ladyship
's
permission
,
then
,
”
says
the
young
man
,
“
I
will
now
enter
on
my
business
.
Hem
!
I
am
,
as
I
told
your
ladyship
in
my
first
letter
,
in
the
law
.
Being
in
the
law
,
I
have
learnt
the
habit
of
not
committing
myself
in
writing
,
and
therefore
I
did
not
mention
to
your
ladyship
the
name
of
the
firm
with
which
I
am
connected
,
and
in
which
my
standing
—
and
I
may
add
income
—
is
tolerably
good
.
I
may
now
state
to
your
ladyship
,
in
confidence
,
that
the
name
of
that
firm
is
Kenge
and
Carboy
,
of
Lincoln
's
Inn
;
which
may
not
be
altogether
unknown
to
your
ladyship
in
connexion
with
the
case
in
Chancery
of
Jarndyce
and
Jarndyce
.
”
My
Lady
's
figure
begins
to
be
expressive
of
some
attention
.
She
has
ceased
to
toss
the
screen
,
and
holds
it
as
if
she
were
listening
.
“
Now
,
I
may
say
to
your
ladyship
at
once
,
”
says
Mr.
Guppy
,
a
little
emboldened
,
“
it
is
no
matter
arising
out
of
Jarndyce
and
Jarndyce
that
made
me
so
desirous
to
speak
to
your
ladyship
,
which
conduct
I
have
no
doubt
did
appear
,
and
does
appear
,
obtrusive
—
in
fact
,
almost
black-guardly
.
”
After
waiting
for
a
moment
to
receive
some
assurance
to
the
contrary
,
and
not
receiving
any
,
Mr.
Guppy
proceeds
.
“
If
it
had
been
Jarndyce
and
Jarndyce
,
I
should
have
gone
at
once
to
your
ladyship
's
solicitor
,
Mr.
Tulkinghorn
of
the
Fields
.
I
have
the
pleasure
of
being
acquainted
with
Mr.
Tulkinghorn
—
at
least
we
move
when
we
meet
one
another
—
and
if
it
had
been
any
business
of
that
sort
,
I
should
have
gone
to
him
.
”
My
Lady
turns
a
little
round
,
and
says
“
You
had
better
sit
down
.
”
“
Thank
your
ladyship
.
”
Mr.
Guppy
does
so
.
“
Now
,
your
ladyship
;
”
Mr.
Guppy
refers
to
a
little
slip
of
paper
on
which
he
has
made
small
notes
of
his
line
of
argument
,
and
which
seems
to
involve
him
in
the
densest
obscurity
whenever
he
looks
at
it
;
“
I
—
O
yes
!
—
I
place
myself
entirely
in
your
ladyship
's
hands
.
If
your
ladyship
was
to
make
any
complaint
to
Kenge
and
Carboy
,
or
to
Mr.
Tulkinghorn
,
of
the
present
visit
,
I
should
be
placed
in
a
very
disagreeable
situation
.
That
,
I
openly
admit
.
Consequently
,
I
rely
upon
your
ladyship
's
honor
.
”
My
Lady
,
with
a
disdainful
gesture
of
the
hand
that
holds
the
screen
,
assures
him
of
his
being
worth
no
complaint
from
her
.
“
Thank
your
ladyship
,
”
says
Mr.
Guppy
,
“
quite
satisfactory
.
Now
—
I
—
dash
it
!
—
The
fact
is
,
that
I
put
down
a
head
or
two
here
of
the
order
of
the
points
I
thought
of
touching
upon
,
and
they
're
written
short
,
and
I
ca
n't
quite
make
out
what
they
mean
.
If
your
ladyship
will
excuse
me
taking
it
to
the
window
half
a
moment
,
I
—
”
Mr.
Guppy
going
to
the
window
tumbles
into
a
pair
of
love-birds
,
to
whom
he
says
in
his
confusion
,
“
I
beg
your
pardon
,
I
am
sure
.
”
This
does
not
tend
to
the
greater
legibility
of
his
notes
.
He
murmurs
,
growing
warm
and
red
,
and
holding
the
slip
of
paper
now
close
to
his
eyes
,
now
a
long
way
off
,
“
C
.
S.
What
's
C
.
S.
for
?
O
!
‘E
.
S
!
’
O
,
I
know
!
Yes
,
to
be
sure
!
”
And
comes
back
enlightened
.
“
I
am
not
aware
,
”
says
Mr.
Guppy
,
standing
midway
between
my
Lady
and
his
chair
,
“
whether
your
ladyship
ever
happened
to
hear
of
,
or
to
see
,
a
young
lady
of
the
name
of
Miss
Esther
Summerson
.
”
My
Lady
's
eyes
look
at
him
full
.
“
I
saw
a
young
lady
of
that
name
not
long
ago
.
This
past
autumn
.
”
“
Now
,
did
it
strike
your
ladyship
that
she
was
like
anybody
?
”
asks
Mr.
Guppy
,
crossing
his
arms
,
holding
his
head
on
one
side
,
and
scratching
the
corner
of
his
mouth
with
his
memoranda
.
My
Lady
removes
her
eyes
from
him
no
more
.
“
No.
”
“
Not
like
your
ladyship
's
family
?
”
“
No.
”
I
think
your
ladyship
,
”
says
Mr.
Guppy
,
“
can
hardly
remember
Miss
Summerson
's
face
?
”
“
I
remember
the
young
lady
very
well
.
What
has
this
to
do
with
me
?
”
“
Your
ladyship
,
I
do
assure
you
,
that
having
Miss
Summerson
's
image
imprinted
on
my
art
—
which
I
mention
in
confidence
—
I
found
,
when
I
had
the
honor
of
going
over
your
ladyship
's
mansion
of
Chesney
Wold
,
while
on
a
short
out
in
the
county
of
Lincolnshire
with
a
friend
,
such
a
resemblance
between
Miss
Esther
Summerson
and
your
ladyship
's
own
portrait
,
that
it
completely
knocked
me
over
;
so
much
so
,
that
I
did
n't
at
the
moment
even
know
what
it
was
that
knocked
me
over
.
And
now
I
have
the
honor
of
beholding
your
ladyship
near
,
(
I
have
often
,
since
that
,
taken
the
liberty
of
looking
at
your
ladyship
in
your
carriage
in
the
park
,
when
I
dare
say
you
was
not
aware
of
me
,
but
I
never
saw
your
ladyship
so
near
)
,
it
's
really
more
surprising
than
I
thought
it
.
”
Young
man
of
the
name
of
Guppy
!
There
have
been
times
,
when
ladies
lived
in
strongholds
,
and
had
unscrupulous
attendants
within
call
,
when
that
poor
life
of
yours
would
not
have
been
worth
a
minute
's
purchase
,
with
those
beautiful
eyes
looking
at
you
as
they
look
at
this
moment
.
My
Lady
,
slowly
using
her
little
hand-screen
as
a
fan
,
asks
him
again
,
what
he
supposes
that
his
taste
for
likenesses
has
to
do
with
her
?
“
Your
ladyship
,
”
replies
Mr.
Guppy
,
again
referring
to
his
paper
,
“
I
am
coming
to
that
.
Dash
these
notes
.
O
!
‘Mrs
.
Chadband.’
Yes
.
”
Mr.
Guppy
draws
his
chair
a
little
forward
,
and
seats
himself
again
.
My
Lady
reclines
in
her
chair
composedly
,
though
with
a
trifle
less
of
graceful
ease
than
usual
,
perhaps
;
and
never
falters
in
her
steady
gaze
.
“
A
—
stop
a
minute
,
though
!
”
Mr.
Guppy
refers
again
.
“
E
.
S.
twice
?
O
yes
!
yes
,
I
see
my
way
now
,
right
on
.
”
Rolling
up
the
slip
of
paper
as
an
instrument
to
point
his
speech
with
,
Mr.
Guppy
proceeds
.
“
Your
ladyship
,
there
is
a
mystery
about
Miss
Esther
Summerson
's
birth
and
bringing
up
.
I
am
informed
of
that
fact
,
because
—
which
I
mention
in
confidence
—
I
know
it
in
the
way
of
my
profession
at
Kenge
and
Carboy
's
.
Now
,
as
I
have
already
mentioned
to
your
ladyship
,
Miss
Summerson
's
image
is
imprinted
on
my
art
.
If
I
could
clear
this
mystery
for
her
,
or
prove
her
to
be
well
related
,
or
find
that
having
the
honor
to
be
a
remote
branch
of
your
ladyship
's
family
she
had
a
right
to
be
made
a
party
in
Jarndyce
and
Jarndyce
,
why
,
I
might
make
a
sort
of
a
claim
upon
Miss
Summerson
to
look
with
an
eye
of
more
decided
favor
on
my
proposals
than
she
has
exactly
done
as
yet
.
In
fact
,
as
yet
she
has
n't
favored
them
at
all
.
”
A
kind
of
angry
smile
just
dawns
upon
my
Lady
's
face
.
“
Now
,
it
's
a
very
singular
circumstance
,
your
ladyship
,
”
says
Mr.
Guppy
,
“
though
one
of
those
circumstances
that
do
fall
in
the
way
of
us
professional
men
—
which
I
may
call
myself
,
for
though
not
admitted
yet
I
have
had
a
present
of
my
articles
made
to
me
by
Kenge
and
Carboy
,
on
my
mother
's
advancing
from
the
principal
of
her
little
income
the
money
for
the
stamp
,
which
comes
heavy
—
that
I
have
encountered
the
person
,
who
lived
as
servant
with
the
lady
who
brought
Miss
Summerson
up
,
before
Mr.
Jarndyce
took
charge
of
her
.
That
lady
was
a
Miss
Barbary
,
your
ladyship
.
”
Is
the
dead
color
on
my
Lady
's
face
,
reflected
from
the
screen
which
has
a
green
silk
ground
,
and
which
she
holds
in
her
raised
hand
as
if
she
had
forgotten
it
;
or
is
it
a
dreadful
paleness
that
has
fallen
on
her
?
“
Did
your
ladyship
,
”
says
Mr.
Guppy
,
“
ever
happen
to
hear
of
Miss
Barbary
?
”
“
I
do
n't
know
.
I
think
so
.
Yes
.
”
“
Was
Miss
Barbary
at
all
connected
with
your
ladyship
's
family
?
”
My
lady
's
lips
move
,
but
they
utter
nothing
.
She
shakes
her
head
.
“
Not
connected
?
”
says
Mr.
Guppy
.
“
O
!
Not
to
your
ladyship
's
knowledge
,
perhaps
?
Ah
!
But
might
be
?
Yes
.
”
After
each
of
these
interrogatories
,
she
has
inclined
her
head
.
“
Very
good
!
Now
,
this
Miss
Barbary
was
extremely
close
—
seems
to
have
been
extraordinarily
close
for
a
female
,
females
being
generally
(
in
common
life
at
least
)
rather
given
to
conversation
—
and
my
witness
never
had
an
idea
whether
she
possessed
a
single
relative
.
On
one
occasion
,
and
only
one
,
she
seems
to
have
been
confidential
to
my
witness
,
on
a
single
point
;
and
she
then
told
her
that
the
little
girl
's
real
name
was
not
Esther
Summerson
,
but
Esther
Hawdon
.
”
“
My
God
!
”
Mr.
Guppy
stares
.
Lady
Dedlock
sits
before
him
,
looking
him
through
,
with
the
same
dark
shade
upon
her
face
,
in
the
same
attitude
even
to
the
holding
of
the
screen
,
with
her
lips
a
little
apart
,
her
brow
a
little
contracted
,
but
,
for
the
moment
,
dead
.
He
sees
her
consciousness
return
,
sees
a
tremor
pass
across
her
frame
like
a
ripple
over
water
,
sees
her
lips
shake
,
sees
her
compose
them
by
a
great
effort
,
sees
her
force
herself
back
to
the
knowledge
of
his
presence
,
and
of
what
he
has
said
.
All
this
,
so
quickly
,
that
her
exclamation
and
her
dead
condition
seem
to
have
passed
away
like
the
features
of
those
long-preserved
dead
bodies
sometimes
opened
up
in
tombs
,
which
,
struck
by
the
air
like
lightning
,
vanish
in
a
breath
.
“
Your
ladyship
is
acquainted
with
the
name
of
Hawdon
?
”
“
I
have
heard
it
before
.
”
“
Name
of
any
collateral
,
or
remote
,
branch
of
your
ladyship
's
family
?
”
“
No.
”
“
Now
,
your
ladyship
,
”
says
Mr.
Guppy
,
“
I
come
to
the
last
point
of
the
case
,
so
far
as
I
have
got
it
up
.
It
's
going
on
,
and
I
shall
gather
it
up
closer
and
closer
as
it
goes
on
.
Your
ladyship
must
know
—
if
your
ladyship
do
n't
happen
,
by
any
chance
,
to
know
already
—
that
there
was
found
dead
at
the
house
of
a
person
named
Krook
,
near
Chancery
Lane
,
some
time
ago
,
a
law-writer
in
great
distress
.
Upon
which
law-writer
,
there
was
an
inquest
;
and
which
law-writer
was
an
anonymous
character
,
his
name
being
unknown
.
But
,
your
ladyship
,
I
have
discovered
,
very
lately
,
that
that
law-writer
's
name
was
Hawdon
.
”
“
And
what
is
that
to
me
?
”
“
Aye
,
your
ladyship
,
that
's
the
question
!
Now
,
your
ladyship
,
a
queer
thing
happened
after
that
man
's
death
.
A
lady
started
up
;
a
disguised
lady
,
your
ladyship
,
who
went
to
look
at
the
scene
of
action
,
and
went
to
look
at
his
grave
.
She
hired
a
crossing-sweeping
boy
to
show
it
her
.
If
your
ladyship
would
wish
to
have
the
boy
produced
in
corroboration
of
this
statement
,
I
can
lay
my
hand
upon
him
at
any
time
.
”
The
wretched
boy
is
nothing
to
my
Lady
,
and
she
does
not
wish
to
have
him
produced
.
“
Oh
,
I
assure
your
ladyship
it
's
a
very
queer
start
indeed
,
”
says
Mr.
Guppy
.
“
If
you
was
to
hear
him
tell
about
the
rings
that
sparkled
on
her
fingers
when
she
took
her
glove
off
,
you
'd
think
it
quite
romantic
.
”
There
are
diamonds
glittering
on
the
hand
that
holds
the
screen
.
My
Lady
trifles
with
the
screen
,
and
makes
them
glitter
more
;
again
with
that
expression
which
in
other
times
might
have
been
so
dangerous
to
the
young
man
of
the
name
of
Guppy
.
“
It
was
supposed
,
your
ladyship
,
that
he
left
no
rag
or
scrap
behind
him
by
which
he
could
possibly
be
identified
.
But
he
did
.
He
left
a
bundle
of
old
letters
.
”
The
screen
still
goes
,
as
before
.
All
this
time
,
her
eyes
never
once
release
him
.
“
They
were
taken
and
secreted
.
And
to-morrow
night
,
your
ladyship
,
they
will
come
into
my
possession
.
”
“
Still
I
ask
you
,
what
is
this
to
me
?
”
“
Your
ladyship
,
I
conclude
with
that
.
”
Mr.
Guppy
rises
.
“
If
you
think
there
's
enough
,
in
this
chain
of
circumstances
put
together
—
in
the
undoubted
strong
likeness
of
this
young
lady
to
your
ladyship
,
which
is
a
positive
fact
for
a
jury
—
in
her
having
been
brought
up
by
Miss
Barbary
—
in
Miss
Barbary
stating
Miss
Summerson
's
real
name
to
be
Hawdon
—
in
your
ladyship
's
knowing
both
those
names
very
well
—
and
in
Hawdon
's
dying
as
he
did
—
to
give
your
ladyship
a
family
interest
in
going
further
into
the
case
,
I
will
bring
those
papers
here
.
I
do
n't
know
what
they
are
,
except
that
they
are
old
letters
:
I
have
never
had
them
in
my
possession
yet
.
I
will
bring
those
papers
here
,
as
soon
as
I
get
them
;
and
go
over
them
for
the
first
time
with
your
ladyship
.
I
have
told
your
ladyship
my
object
.
I
have
told
your
ladyship
that
I
should
be
placed
in
a
very
disagreeable
situation
,
if
any
complaint
was
made
;
and
all
is
in
strict
confidence
.
”
Is
this
the
full
purpose
of
the
young
man
of
the
name
of
Guppy
,
or
has
he
any
other
?
Do
his
words
disclose
the
length
,
breadth
,
depth
,
of
his
object
and
suspicion
in
coming
here
;
or
,
if
not
,
what
do
they
hide
?
He
is
a
match
for
my
Lady
there
.
She
may
look
at
him
,
but
he
can
look
at
the
table
,
and
keep
that
witness-box
face
of
his
from
telling
anything
.
“
You
may
bring
the
letters
,
”
says
my
Lady
,
“
if
you
choose
.
”
“
Your
ladyship
is
not
very
encouraging
,
upon
my
word
and
honor
,
”
says
Mr.
Guppy
,
a
little
injured
.
“
You
may
bring
the
letters
,
”
she
repeats
,
in
the
same
tone
,
“
if
you
—
—
please
.
”
“
It
shall
be
done
.
I
wish
your
ladyship
good
day
.
”
On
a
table
near
her
is
a
rich
bauble
of
a
casket
,
barred
and
clasped
like
an
old
strong
chest
.
She
,
looking
at
him
still
,
takes
it
to
her
and
unlocks
it
.
“
Oh
!
I
assure
your
ladyship
I
am
not
actuated
by
any
motives
of
that
sort
,
”
says
Mr.
Guppy
;
“
and
I
could
n't
accept
of
anything
of
the
kind
.
I
wish
your
ladyship
good
day
,
and
am
much
obliged
to
you
all
the
same
.
”
So
the
young
man
makes
his
bow
,
and
goes
down-stairs
;
where
the
supercilious
Mercury
does
not
consider
himself
called
upon
to
leave
his
Olympus
by
the
hall-fire
,
to
let
the
young
man
out
.
As
Sir
Leicester
basks
in
his
library
,
and
dozes
over
his
newspaper
,
is
there
no
influence
in
the
house
to
startle
him
;
not
to
say
,
to
make
the
very
trees
at
Chesney
Wold
fling
up
their
knotted
arms
,
the
very
portraits
frown
,
the
very
armour
stir
?
No.
Words
,
sobs
,
and
cries
,
are
but
air
;
and
air
is
so
shut
in
and
shut
out
throughout
the
house
in
town
,
that
sounds
need
be
uttered
trumpet-tongued
indeed
by
my
Lady
in
her
chamber
,
to
carry
any
faint
vibration
to
Sir
Leicester
's
ears
;
and
yet
this
cry
is
in
the
house
,
going
upward
from
a
wild
figure
on
its
knees
.
“
O
my
child
,
my
child
!
Not
dead
in
the
first
hours
of
her
life
,
as
my
cruel
sister
told
me
;
but
sternly
nurtured
by
her
,
after
she
had
renounced
me
and
my
name
!
O
my
child
,
O
my
child
!
”
CHAPTER
XXX
.
ESTHER
'S
NARRATIVE
.
RICHARD
had
been
gone
away
some
time
,
when
a
visitor
came
to
pass
a
few
days
with
us
.
It
was
an
elderly
lady
.
It
was
Mrs.
Woodcourt
,
who
,
having
come
from
Wales
to
stay
with
Mrs.
Bayham
Badger
,
and
having
written
to
my
guardian
,
“
by
her
son
Allan
's
desire
,
”
to
report
that
she
had
heard
from
him
and
that
he
was
well
,
“
and
sent
his
kind
remembrances
to
all
of
us
,
”
had
been
invited
by
my
guardian
to
make
a
visit
to
Bleak
House
.
She
stayed
with
us
nearly
three
weeks
.
She
took
very
kindly
to
me
,
and
was
extremely
confidential
:
so
much
so
that
sometimes
she
almost
made
me
uncomfortable
.
I
had
no
right
,
I
knew
very
well
,
to
be
uncomfortable
because
she
confided
in
me
,
and
I
felt
it
was
unreasonable
;
still
,
with
all
I
could
do
,
I
could
not
quite
help
it
.
She
was
such
a
sharp
little
lady
,
and
used
to
sit
with
her
hands
folded
in
each
other
,
looking
so
very
watchful
while
she
talked
to
me
,
that
perhaps
I
found
that
rather
irksome
.
Or
perhaps
it
was
her
being
so
upright
and
trim
;
though
I
do
n't
think
it
was
that
,
because
I
thought
that
quaintly
pleasant
.
Nor
can
it
have
been
the
general
expression
of
her
face
,
which
was
very
sparkling
and
pretty
for
an
old
lady
.
I
do
n't
know
what
it
was
.
Or
at
least
if
I
do
,
now
,
I
thought
I
did
not
then
.
Or
at
least
—
but
it
do
n't
matter
.
Of
a
night
when
I
was
going
up-stairs
to
bed
,
she
would
invite
me
into
her
room
,
where
she
sat
before
the
fire
in
a
great
chair
;
and
,
dear
me
,
she
would
tell
me
about
Morgan
ap
Kerrig
until
I
was
quite
low-spirited
!
Sometimes
she
recited
a
few
verses
from
Crumlinwallinwer
and
the
Mewlinwillinwodd
,
(
if
those
are
the
right
names
,
which
I
dare
say
they
are
not
)
,
and
would
become
quite
fiery
with
the
sentiments
they
expressed
.
Though
I
never
knew
what
they
were
(
being
in
Welsh
)
,
further
than
that
they
were
highly
eulogistic
of
the
lineage
of
Morgan
ap
Kerrig
.
“
So
,
Miss
Summerson
,
”
she
would
say
to
me
with
stately
triumph
,
“
this
,
you
see
,
is
the
fortune
inherited
by
my
son
.
Wherever
my
son
goes
,
he
can
claim
kindred
with
Ap
Kerrig
.
He
may
not
have
money
,
but
he
always
has
what
is
much
better
—
family
,
my
dear
.
”
I
had
my
doubts
of
their
caring
so
very
much
for
Morgan
ap
Kerrig
,
in
India
and
China
;
but
of
course
I
never
expressed
them
.
I
used
to
say
it
was
a
great
thing
to
be
so
highly
connected
.
“
It
is
,
my
dear
,
a
great
thing
,
”
Mrs.
Woodcourt
would
reply
.
“
It
has
its
disadvantages
;
my
son
's
choice
of
a
wife
,
for
instance
,
is
limited
by
it
;
but
the
matrimonial
choice
of
the
Royal
family
is
limited
,
in
much
the
same
manner
.
”
Then
she
would
pat
me
on
the
arm
and
smooth
my
dress
,
as
much
as
to
assure
me
that
she
had
a
good
opinion
of
me
,
the
distance
between
us
notwithstanding
.
“
Poor
Mr.
Woodcourt
,
my
dear
,
”
she
would
say
,
and
always
with
some
emotion
,
for
with
her
lofty
pedigree
she
had
a
very
affectionate
heart
,
“
was
descended
from
a
great
Highland
family
,
the
Mac
Coorts
of
Mac
Coort
.
He
served
his
king
and
country
as
an
officer
in
the
Royal
Highlanders
,
and
he
died
on
the
field
.
My
son
is
one
of
the
last
representatives
of
two
old
families
.
With
the
blessing
of
Heaven
he
will
set
them
up
again
,
and
unite
them
with
another
old
family
.
”
It
was
in
vain
for
me
to
try
to
change
the
subject
,
as
I
used
to
try
—
only
for
the
sake
of
novelty
—
or
perhaps
because
—
but
I
need
not
be
so
particular
.
Mrs.
Woodcourt
never
would
let
me
change
it
.
“
My
dear
,
”
she
said
one
night
,
“
you
have
so
much
sense
,
and
you
look
at
the
world
in
a
quiet
manner
so
superior
to
your
time
of
life
,
that
it
is
a
comfort
to
me
to
talk
to
you
about
these
family
matters
of
mine
.
You
do
n't
know
much
of
my
son
,
my
dear
;
but
you
know
enough
of
him
,
I
dare
say
,
to
recollect
him
?
”
“
Yes
,
ma'am
.
I
recollect
him
.
”
“
Yes
,
my
dear
.
Now
,
my
dear
,
I
think
you
are
a
judge
of
character
,
and
I
should
like
to
have
your
opinion
of
him
?
”
“
O
,
Mrs.
Woodcourt
!
”
said
I
,
“
that
is
so
difficult
.
”
“
Why
is
it
so
difficult
,
my
dear
?
”
she
returned
.
“
I
do
n't
see
it
myself
.
”
“
To
give
an
opinion
—
”
“
On
so
slight
an
acquaintance
,
my
dear
.
That
's
true
.
”
I
did
n't
mean
that
;
because
Mr.
Woodcourt
had
been
at
our
house
a
good
deal
altogether
,
and
had
become
quite
intimate
with
my
guardian
.
I
said
so
,
and
added
that
he
seemed
to
be
very
clever
in
his
profession
—
we
thought
—
and
that
his
kindness
and
gentleness
to
Miss
Flite
were
above
all
praise
.
“
You
do
him
justice
!
”
said
Mrs.
Woodcourt
,
pressing
my
hand
.
“
You
define
him
exactly
.
Allan
is
a
dear
fellow
,
and
in
his
profession
faultless
.
I
say
it
,
though
I
am
his
mother
.
Still
,
I
must
confess
he
is
not
without
faults
,
love
.
”
“
None
of
us
are
,
”
said
I
.
“
Ah
!
But
his
really
are
faults
that
he
might
correct
,
and
ought
to
correct
,
”
returned
the
sharp
old
lady
,
sharply
shaking
her
head
.
“
I
am
so
much
attached
to
you
,
that
I
may
confide
in
you
,
my
dear
,
as
a
third
party
wholly
disinterested
,
that
he
is
fickleness
itself
.
”
I
said
,
I
should
have
thought
it
hardly
possible
that
he
could
have
been
otherwise
than
constant
to
his
profession
,
and
zealous
in
the
pursuit
of
it
,
judging
from
the
reputation
he
had
earned
.
“
You
are
right
again
,
my
dear
,
”
the
old
lady
retorted
;
“
but
I
do
n't
refer
to
his
profession
,
look
you
.
”
“
O
!
”
said
I
.
“
No
,
”
said
she
.
“
I
refer
,
my
dear
,
to
his
social
conduct
.
He
is
always
paying
trivial
attentions
to
young
ladies
,
and
always
has
been
,
ever
since
he
was
eighteen
.
Now
,
my
dear
,
he
has
never
really
cared
for
any
one
of
them
,
and
has
never
meant
in
doing
this
to
do
any
harm
,
or
to
express
anything
but
politeness
and
good
nature
.
Still
,
it
's
not
right
,
you
know
;
is
it
?
”
“
No
,
”
said
I
,
as
she
seemed
to
wait
for
me
.
“
And
it
might
lead
to
mistaken
notions
,
you
see
,
my
dear
.
”
I
supposed
it
might
.
“
Therefore
I
have
told
him
,
many
times
,
that
he
really
should
be
more
careful
,
both
in
justice
to
himself
and
in
justice
to
others
.
And
he
has
always
said
,
‘Mother
,
I
will
be
;
but
you
know
me
better
than
anybody
else
does
,
and
you
know
I
mean
no
harm
—
in
short
,
mean
nothing.’
All
of
which
is
very
true
,
my
dear
,
but
is
no
justification
.
However
,
as
he
is
now
gone
so
far
away
,
and
for
an
indefinite
time
,
and
as
he
will
have
good
opportunities
and
introductions
,
we
may
consider
this
past
and
gone
.
And
you
,
my
dear
,
”
said
the
old
lady
,
who
was
now
all
nods
and
smiles
;
“
regarding
your
dear
self
,
my
love
?
”
“
Me
,
Mrs.
Woodcourt
?
”
“
Not
to
be
always
selfish
,
talking
of
my
son
,
who
has
gone
to
seek
his
fortune
,
and
to
find
a
wife
—
when
do
you
mean
to
seek
your
fortune
and
to
find
a
husband
,
Miss
Summerson
?
Hey
,
look
you
!
Now
you
blush
!
”
I
do
n't
think
I
did
blush
—
at
all
events
,
it
was
not
important
if
I
did
—
and
I
said
,
my
present
fortune
perfectly
contented
me
,
and
I
had
no
wish
to
change
it
.
“
Shall
I
tell
you
what
I
always
think
of
you
,
and
the
fortune
yet
to
come
for
you
,
my
love
?
”
said
Mrs.
Woodcourt
.
“
If
you
believe
you
are
a
good
prophet
,
”
said
I
.
“
Why
,
then
,
it
is
that
you
will
marry
some
one
,
very
rich
and
very
worthy
,
much
older
—
five
and
twenty
years
,
perhaps
—
than
yourself
.
And
you
will
be
an
excellent
wife
,
and
much
beloved
,
and
very
happy
.
”
“
That
is
a
good
fortune
,
”
said
I
.
“
But
,
why
is
it
to
be
mine
?
”
“
My
dear
,
”
she
returned
,
there
's
suitability
in
it
—
you
are
so
busy
,
and
so
neat
,
and
so
peculiarly
situated
altogether
,
that
there
's
suitability
in
it
,
and
it
will
come
to
pass
.
And
nobody
,
my
love
,
will
congratulate
you
more
sincerely
on
such
a
marriage
than
I
shall
.
”
It
was
curious
that
this
should
make
me
uncomfortable
,
but
I
think
it
did
.
I
know
it
did
.
It
made
me
for
some
part
of
that
night
quite
uncomfortable
.
I
was
so
ashamed
of
my
folly
,
that
I
did
not
like
to
confess
it
even
to
Ada
;
and
that
made
me
more
uncomfortable
still
.
I
would
have
given
anything
not
to
have
been
so
much
in
the
bright
old
lady
's
confidence
,
if
I
could
have
possibly
declined
it
.
It
gave
me
the
most
inconsistent
opinions
of
her
.
At
one
time
I
thought
she
was
a
storyteller
,
and
at
another
time
that
she
was
the
pink
of
truth
.
Now
,
I
suspected
that
she
was
very
cunning
;
next
moment
,
I
believed
her
honest
Welsh
heart
to
be
perfectly
innocent
and
simple
.
And
,
after
all
,
what
did
it
matter
to
me
,
and
why
did
it
matter
to
me
?
Why
could
not
I
,
going
up
to
bed
with
my
basket
of
keys
,
stop
to
sit
down
by
her
fire
,
and
accommodate
myself
for
a
little
while
to
her
,
at
least
as
well
as
to
anybody
else
;
and
not
trouble
myself
about
the
harmless
things
she
said
to
me
?
Impelled
towards
her
,
as
I
certainly
was
,
for
I
was
very
anxious
that
she
should
like
me
,
and
was
very
glad
indeed
that
she
did
,
why
should
I
harp
afterwards
,
with
actual
distress
and
pain
,
on
every
word
she
said
,
and
weigh
it
over
and
over
again
in
twenty
scales
?
Why
was
it
so
worrying
to
me
to
have
her
in
our
house
,
and
confidential
to
me
every
night
,
when
I
yet
felt
that
it
was
better
and
safer
,
somehow
,
that
she
should
be
there
than
anywhere
else
?
These
were
perplexities
and
contradictions
that
I
could
not
account
for
.
At
least
,
if
I
could
—
but
I
shall
come
to
all
that
by
and
by
,
and
it
is
mere
idleness
to
go
on
about
it
now
.
So
,
when
Mrs.
Woodcourt
went
away
,
I
was
sorry
to
lose
her
,
but
was
relieved
too
.
And
then
Caddy
Jellyby
came
down
;
and
Caddy
brought
such
a
packet
of
domestic
news
,
that
it
gave
us
abundant
occupation
.
First
,
Caddy
declared
(
and
would
at
first
declare
nothing
else
)
that
I
was
the
best
adviser
that
ever
was
known
.
This
,
my
pet
said
,
was
no
news
at
all
;
and
this
,
I
said
,
of
course
,
was
nonsense
.
Then
Caddy
told
us
that
she
was
going
to
be
married
in
a
month
;
and
that
if
Ada
and
I
would
be
her
bridesmaids
,
she
was
the
happiest
girl
in
the
world
.
To
be
sure
,
this
was
news
indeed
;
and
I
thought
we
never
should
have
done
talking
about
it
,
we
had
so
much
to
say
to
Caddy
,
and
Caddy
had
so
much
to
say
to
us
.
It
seemed
that
Caddy
's
unfortunate
papa
had
got
over
his
bankruptcy
—
“
gone
through
the
Gazette
,
”
was
the
expression
Caddy
used
,
as
if
it
were
a
tunnel
,
—
with
the
general
clemency
and
commiseration
of
his
creditors
;
and
had
got
rid
of
his
affairs
in
some
blessed
manner
,
without
succeeding
in
understanding
them
;
and
had
given
up
everything
he
possessed
(
which
was
not
worth
much
I
should
think
,
to
judge
from
the
state
of
the
furniture
)
,
and
had
satisfied
every
one
concerned
that
he
could
do
no
more
,
poor
man
.
So
,
he
had
been
honourably
dismissed
to
“
the
office
,
”
to
begin
the
world
again
.
What
he
did
at
the
office
,
I
never
knew
:
Caddy
said
he
was
a
“
Custom-House
and
General
Agent
,
”
and
the
only
thing
I
ever
understood
about
that
business
was
,
that
when
he
wanted
money
more
than
usual
he
went
to
the
Docks
to
look
for
it
,
and
hardly
ever
found
it
.
As
soon
as
her
papa
had
tranquillised
his
mind
by
becoming
this
shorn
lamb
,
and
they
had
removed
to
a
furnished
lodging
in
Hatton
Garden
(
where
I
found
the
children
,
when
I
afterwards
went
there
,
cutting
the
horsehair
out
of
the
seats
of
the
chairs
,
and
choking
themselves
with
it
)
,
Caddy
had
brought
about
a
meeting
between
him
and
old
Mr.
Turveydrop
;
and
poor
Mr.
Jellyby
,
being
very
humble
and
meek
,
had
deferred
to
Mr.
Turveydrop
's
Deportment
so
submissively
,
that
they
had
become
excellent
friends
.
By
degrees
,
old
Mr.
Turveydrop
,
thus
familiarised
with
the
idea
of
his
son
's
marriage
,
had
worked
up
his
parental
feelings
to
the
height
of
contemplating
that
event
as
being
near
at
hand
;
and
had
given
his
gracious
consent
to
the
young
couple
commencing
housekeeping
,
at
the
Academy
in
Newman
Street
,
when
they
would
.
“
And
your
papa
,
Caddy
.
What
did
he
say
?
”
“
O
!
poor
Pa
,
”
said
Caddy
,
“
only
cried
,
and
said
he
hoped
we
might
get
on
better
than
he
and
Ma
had
got
on
.
He
did
n't
say
so
before
Prince
;
he
only
said
so
to
me
.
And
he
said
,
‘My
poor
girl
,
you
have
not
been
very
well
taught
how
to
make
a
home
for
your
husband
;
but
unless
you
mean
with
all
your
heart
to
strive
to
do
it
,
you
had
better
murder
him
than
marry
him
—
if
you
really
love
him.’
”
“
And
how
did
you
reassure
him
,
Caddy
?
”
“
Why
,
it
was
very
distressing
,
you
know
,
to
see
poor
Pa
so
low
,
and
hear
him
say
such
terrible
things
,
and
I
could
n't
help
crying
myself
.
But
I
told
him
that
I
did
mean
it
,
with
all
my
heart
;
and
that
I
hoped
our
house
would
be
a
place
for
him
to
come
and
find
some
comfort
in
,
of
an
evening
;
and
that
I
hoped
and
thought
I
could
be
a
better
daughter
to
him
there
,
than
at
home
.
Then
I
mentioned
Peepy
's
coming
to
stay
with
me
;
and
then
Pa
began
to
cry
again
,
and
said
the
children
were
Indians
.
”
“
Indians
,
Caddy
?
”
“
Yes
,
”
said
Caddy
,
“
Wild
Indians
.
And
Pa
said
,
”
—
(
here
she
began
to
sob
,
poor
girl
,
not
at
all
like
the
happiest
girl
in
the
world
)
—
“
that
he
was
sensible
the
best
thing
that
could
happen
to
them
was
,
their
being
all
Tomahawked
together
.
”
Ada
suggested
that
it
was
comfortable
to
know
that
Mr.
Jellyby
did
not
mean
these
destructive
sentiments
.
“
No
,
of
course
I
know
Pa
would
n't
like
his
family
to
be
weltering
in
their
blood
,
”
said
Caddy
;
“
but
he
means
that
they
are
very
unfortunate
in
being
Ma
's
children
,
and
that
he
is
very
unfortunate
in
being
Ma
's
husband
;
and
I
am
sure
that
's
true
,
though
it
seems
unnatural
to
say
so
.
”
I
asked
Caddy
if
Mrs.
Jellyby
knew
that
her
wedding-day
was
fixed
.
“
O
!
you
know
what
Ma
is
,
Esther
,
”
she
returned
.
“
It
's
impossible
to
say
whether
she
knows
it
or
not
.
She
has
been
told
it
often
enough
;
and
when
she
is
told
it
,
she
only
gives
me
a
placid
look
,
as
if
I
was
I
do
n't
know
what
—
a
steeple
in
the
distance
,
”
said
Caddy
,
with
a
sudden
idea
;
“
and
then
she
shakes
her
head
,
and
says
‘O
Caddy
,
Caddy
,
what
a
teaze
you
are
!
’
and
goes
on
with
the
Borrioboola
letters
.
”
“
And
about
your
wardrobe
,
Caddy
?
”
said
I
.
For
she
was
under
no
restraint
with
us
.
“
Well
,
my
dear
Esther
,
”
she
returned
,
drying
her
eyes
,
“
I
must
do
the
best
I
can
,
and
trust
to
my
dear
Prince
never
to
have
an
unkind
remembrance
of
my
coming
so
shabbily
to
him
.
If
the
question
concerned
an
outfit
for
Borrioboola
,
Ma
would
know
all
about
it
,
and
would
be
quite
excited
.
Being
what
it
is
,
she
neither
knows
nor
cares
.
”
Caddy
was
not
at
all
deficient
in
natural
affection
for
her
mother
,
but
mentioned
this
with
tears
,
as
an
undeniable
fact
:
which
I
am
afraid
it
was
.
We
were
so
sorry
for
the
poor
dear
girl
,
and
found
so
much
to
admire
in
the
good
disposition
which
had
survived
under
such
discouragement
,
that
we
both
at
once
(
I
mean
Ada
and
I
)
proposed
a
little
scheme
,
that
made
her
perfectly
joyful
.
This
was
,
her
staying
with
us
for
three
weeks
;
my
staying
with
her
for
one
;
and
our
all
three
contriving
and
cutting
out
,
and
repairing
,
and
sewing
,
and
saving
,
and
doing
the
very
best
we
could
think
of
,
to
make
the
most
of
her
stock
.
My
guardian
being
as
pleased
with
the
idea
as
Caddy
was
,
we
took
her
home
next
day
to
arrange
the
matter
;
and
brought
her
out
again
in
triumph
,
with
her
boxes
,
and
all
the
purchases
that
could
be
squeezed
out
of
a
ten-pound
note
,
which
Mr.
Jellyby
had
found
in
the
Docks
I
suppose
,
but
which
he
at
all
events
gave
her
.
What
my
guardian
would
not
have
given
her
,
if
we
had
encouraged
him
,
it
would
be
difficult
to
say
;
but
we
thought
it
right
to
compound
for
no
more
than
her
wedding-dress
and
bonnet
.
He
agreed
to
this
compromise
;
and
if
Caddy
had
ever
been
happy
in
her
life
,
she
was
happy
when
we
sat
down
to
work
.
She
was
clumsy
enough
with
her
needle
,
poor
girl
,
and
pricked
her
fingers
as
much
as
she
had
been
used
to
ink
them
.
She
could
not
help
reddening
a
little
,
now
and
then
:
partly
with
the
smart
,
and
partly
with
vexation
at
being
able
to
do
no
better
:
but
she
soon
got
over
that
,
and
began
to
improve
rapidly
.
So
,
day
after
day
,
she
,
and
my
darling
,
and
my
little
maid
Charley
,
and
a
milliner
out
of
the
town
,
and
I
,
sat
hard
at
work
,
as
pleasantly
as
possible
.
Over
and
above
this
,
Caddy
was
very
anxious
“
to
learn
housekeeping
,
”
as
she
said
.
Now
,
Mercy
upon
us
!
the
idea
of
her
learning
housekeeping
of
a
person
of
my
vast
experience
was
such
a
joke
,
that
I
laughed
,
and
coloured
up
,
and
fell
into
a
comical
confusion
when
she
proposed
it
.
However
,
I
said
,
“
Caddy
,
I
am
sure
you
are
very
welcome
to
learn
anything
that
you
can
learn
of
me
,
my
dear
;
”
and
I
showed
her
all
my
books
and
methods
,
and
all
my
fidgetty
ways
.
You
would
have
supposed
that
I
was
showing
her
some
wonderful
inventions
,
by
her
study
of
them
;
and
if
you
had
seen
her
,
whenever
I
jingled
my
housekeeping
keys
,
get
up
and
attend
me
,
certainly
you
might
have
thought
that
there
never
was
a
greater
impostor
than
I
,
with
a
blinder
follower
than
Caddy
Jellyby
.
So
,
what
with
working
and
housekeeping
,
and
lessons
to
Charley
,
and
backgammon
in
the
evening
with
my
guardian
,
and
duets
with
Ada
,
the
three
weeks
slipped
fast
away
.
Then
I
went
home
,
with
Caddy
,
to
see
what
could
be
done
there
;
and
Ada
and
Charley
remained
behind
,
to
take
care
of
my
guardian
.
When
I
say
I
went
home
with
Caddy
,
I
mean
to
the
furnished
lodging
in
Hatton
Garden
.
We
went
to
Newman
Street
two
or
three
times
,
where
preparations
were
in
progress
too
;
a
good
many
,
I
observed
,
for
enhancing
the
comforts
of
old
Mr.
Turveydrop
,
and
a
few
for
putting
the
newly-married
couple
away
cheaply
at
the
top
of
the
house
;
but
our
great
point
was
to
make
the
furnished
lodging
decent
for
the
wedding
breakfast
,
and
to
imbue
Mrs.
Jellyby
beforehand
with
some
faint
sense
of
the
occasion
.
The
latter
was
the
more
difficult
thing
of
the
two
,
because
Mrs.
Jellyby
and
an
unwholesome
boy
occupied
the
front
sitting-room
(
the
back
one
was
a
mere
closet
)
,
and
it
was
littered
down
with
waste
paper
and
Borrioboolan
documents
,
as
an
untidy
stable
might
be
littered
with
straw
.
Mrs.
Jellyby
sat
there
all
day
,
drinking
strong
coffee
,
dictating
,
and
holding
Borrioboolan
interviews
by
appointment
.
The
unwholesome
boy
,
who
seemed
to
me
to
be
going
into
a
decline
,
took
his
meals
out
of
the
house
.
When
Mr.
Jellyby
came
home
,
he
usually
groaned
and
went
down
into
the
kitchen
.
There
he
got
something
to
eat
,
if
the
servant
would
give
him
anything
;
and
then
,
feeling
that
he
was
in
the
way
,
went
out
and
walked
about
Hatton
Garden
in
the
wet
.
The
poor
children
scrambled
up
and
tumbled
down
the
house
,
as
they
had
always
been
accustomed
to
do
.
The
production
of
these
devoted
little
sacrifices
,
in
any
presentable
condition
,
being
quite
out
of
the
question
at
a
week
's
notice
,
I
proposed
to
Caddy
that
we
should
make
them
as
happy
as
we
could
,
on
her
marriage
morning
,
in
the
attic
where
they
all
slept
;
and
should
confine
our
greatest
efforts
to
her
mama
and
her
mama
's
room
,
and
a
clean
breakfast
.
In
truth
Mrs.
Jellyby
required
a
good
deal
of
attention
,
the
lattice-work
up
her
back
having
widened
considerably
since
I
first
knew
her
,
and
her
hair
looking
like
the
mane
of
a
dustman
's
horse
.
Thinking
that
the
display
of
Caddy
's
wardrobe
would
be
the
best
means
of
approaching
the
subject
,
I
invited
Mrs.
Jellyby
to
come
and
look
at
it
spread
out
on
Caddy
's
bed
,
in
the
evening
after
the
unwholesome
boy
was
gone
.
“
My
dear
Miss
Summerson
,
”
said
she
,
rising
from
her
desk
,
with
her
usual
sweetness
of
temper
,
“
these
are
really
ridiculous
preparations
,
though
your
assisting
them
is
a
proof
of
your
kindness
.
There
is
something
so
inexpressibly
absurd
to
me
,
in
the
idea
of
Caddy
being
married
!
O
Caddy
,
you
silly
,
silly
,
silly
puss
!
”
She
came
up-stairs
with
us
notwithstanding
,
and
looked
at
the
clothes
in
her
customary
far-off
manner
.
They
suggested
one
distinct
idea
to
her
;
for
she
said
,
with
her
placid
smile
,
and
shaking
her
head
,
“
My
good
Miss
Summerson
,
at
half
the
cost
,
this
weak
child
might
have
been
equipped
for
Africa
!
”
On
our
going
down-stairs
again
,
Mrs.
Jellyby
asked
me
whether
this
troublesome
business
was
really
to
take
place
next
Wednesday
?
And
on
my
replying
yes
,
she
said
,
“
Will
my
room
be
required
,
my
dear
Miss
Summerson
?
For
it
's
quite
impossible
that
I
can
put
my
papers
away
.
”
I
took
the
liberty
of
saying
that
the
room
would
certainly
be
wanted
,
and
that
I
thought
we
must
put
the
papers
away
somewhere
.
“
Well
,
my
dear
Miss
Summerson
,
”
said
Mrs.
Jellyby
,
“
you
know
best
,
I
dare
say
.
But
by
obliging
me
to
employ
a
boy
,
Caddy
has
embarrassed
me
to
that
extent
,
overwhelmed
as
I
am
with
public
business
,
that
I
do
n't
know
which
way
to
turn
.
We
have
a
Ramification
meeting
,
too
,
on
Wednesday
afternoon
,
and
the
inconvenience
is
very
serious
.
”
“
It
is
not
likely
to
occur
again
,
”
said
I
,
smiling
.
“
Caddy
will
be
married
but
once
,
probably
.
”
“
That
's
true
,
”
Mrs.
Jellyby
replied
,
“
that
's
true
,
my
dear
.
I
suppose
we
must
make
the
best
of
it
!
”
The
next
question
was
,
how
Mrs.
Jellyby
should
be
dressed
on
the
occasion
.
I
thought
it
very
curious
to
see
her
looking
on
serenely
from
her
writing-table
,
while
Caddy
and
I
discussed
it
;
occasionally
shaking
her
head
at
us
with
a
half-reproachful
smile
,
like
a
superior
spirit
who
could
just
bear
with
our
trifling
.
The
state
in
which
her
dresses
were
,
and
the
extraordinary
confusion
in
which
she
kept
them
,
added
not
a
little
to
our
difficulty
;
but
at
length
we
devised
something
not
very
unlike
what
a
common-place
mother
might
wear
on
such
an
occasion
.
The
abstracted
manner
in
which
Mrs.
Jellyby
would
deliver
herself
up
to
having
this
attire
tried
on
by
the
dress-maker
,
and
the
sweetness
with
which
she
would
then
observe
to
me
how
sorry
she
was
that
I
had
not
turned
my
thoughts
to
Africa
,
were
consistent
with
the
rest
of
her
behaviour
.
The
lodging
was
rather
confined
as
to
space
,
but
I
fancied
that
if
Mrs.
Jellyby
's
household
had
been
the
only
lodgers
in
Saint
Paul
's
or
Saint
Peter
's
,
the
sole
advantage
they
would
have
found
in
the
size
of
the
building
would
have
been
its
affording
a
great
deal
of
room
to
be
dirty
in
.
I
believe
that
nothing
belonging
to
the
family
,
which
it
had
been
possible
to
break
,
was
unbroken
at
the
time
of
those
preparations
for
Caddy
's
marriage
;
that
nothing
which
it
had
been
possible
to
spoil
in
any
way
,
was
unspoilt
;
and
that
no
domestic
object
which
was
capable
of
collecting
dirt
,
from
a
dear
child
's
knee
to
the
door-plate
,
was
without
as
much
dirt
as
could
well
accumulate
upon
it
.
Poor
Mr.
Jellyby
,
who
very
seldom
spoke
,
and
almost
always
sat
when
he
was
at
home
with
his
head
against
the
wall
,
became
interested
when
he
saw
that
Caddy
and
I
were
attempting
to
establish
some
order
among
all
this
waste
and
ruin
,
and
took
off
his
coat
to
help
.
But
such
wonderful
things
came
tumbling
out
of
the
closets
when
they
were
opened
—
bits
of
mouldy
pie
,
sour
bottles
,
Mrs.
Jellyby
's
caps
,
letters
,
tea
,
forks
,
odd
boots
and
shoes
of
children
,
firewood
,
wafers
,
saucepan-lids
,
damp
sugar
in
odds
and
ends
of
paper
bags
,
footstools
,
black-lead
brushes
,
bread
,
Mrs.
Jellyby
's
bonnets
,
books
with
butter
sticking
to
the
binding
,
guttered
candle-ends
put
out
by
being
turned
upside
down
in
broken
candle-sticks
,
nutshells
,
heads
and
tails
of
shrimps
,
dinner-mats
,
gloves
,
coffee-grounds
,
umbrellas
—
that
he
looked
frightened
,
and
left
off
again
.
But
he
came
in
regularly
every
evening
,
and
sat
without
his
coat
,
with
his
head
against
the
wall
;
as
though
he
would
have
helped
us
,
if
he
had
known
how
.
“
Poor
Pa
!
”
said
Caddy
to
me
,
on
the
night
before
the
great
day
,
when
we
really
had
got
things
a
little
to
rights
.
“
It
seems
unkind
to
leave
him
,
Esther
.
But
what
could
I
do
,
if
I
stayed
!
Since
I
first
knew
you
,
I
have
tidied
and
tidied
over
and
over
again
;
but
it
's
useless
.
Ma
and
Africa
,
together
,
upset
the
whole
house
directly
.
We
never
have
a
servant
who
do
n't
drink
.
Ma
's
ruinous
to
everything
.
”
Mr.
Jellyby
could
not
hear
what
she
said
,
but
he
seemed
very
low
indeed
,
and
shed
tears
,
I
thought
.
“
My
heart
aches
for
him
;
that
it
does
!
”
sobbed
Caddy
.
“
I
ca
n't
help
thinking
,
to-night
,
Esther
,
how
dearly
I
hope
to
be
happy
with
Prince
,
and
how
dearly
Pa
hoped
,
I
dare
say
,
to
be
happy
with
Ma
.
What
a
disappointed
life
!
”
“
My
dear
Caddy
!
”
said
Mr.
Jellyby
,
looking
slowly
round
from
the
wall
.
It
was
the
first
time
,
I
think
,
I
ever
heard
him
say
three
words
together
.
“
Yes
,
Pa
!
”
cried
Caddy
,
going
to
him
and
embracing
him
affectionately
.
“
My
dear
Caddy
,
“
said
Mr.
Jellyby
.
“
Never
have
—
—
”
“
Not
Prince
,
Pa
?
”
faltered
Caddy
.
“
Not
have
Prince
?
”
“
Yes
,
my
dear
,
”
said
Mr.
Jellyby
.
“
Have
him
,
certainly
.
But
,
never
have
—
—
”
I
mentioned
,
in
my
account
of
our
first
visit
in
Thavies
'
Inn
,
that
Richard
described
Mr.
Jellyby
as
frequently
opening
his
mouth
after
dinner
without
saying
anything
.
It
was
a
habit
of
his
.
He
opened
his
mouth
now
,
