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As
to
the
house
itself
,
with
its
three
peaks
in
the
roof
;
its
various
-
shaped
windows
,
some
so
large
,
some
so
small
,
and
all
so
pretty
;
its
trellis
-
work
,
against
the
south
-
front
for
roses
and
honey
-
suckle
,
and
its
homely
,
comfortable
,
welcoming
look
—
it
was
,
as
Ada
said
when
she
came
out
to
meet
me
with
her
arm
through
that
of
its
master
,
worthy
of
her
cousin
John
,
a
bold
thing
to
say
,
though
he
only
pinched
her
dear
cheek
for
it
.
Mr
.
Skimpole
was
as
agreeable
at
breakfast
as
he
had
been
overnight
.
There
was
honey
on
the
table
,
and
it
led
him
into
a
discourse
about
bees
.
He
had
no
objection
to
honey
,
he
said
(
and
I
should
think
he
had
not
,
for
he
seemed
to
like
it
)
,
but
he
protested
against
the
overweening
assumptions
of
bees
.
He
didn
’
t
at
all
see
why
the
busy
bee
should
be
proposed
as
a
model
to
him
;
he
supposed
the
bee
liked
to
make
honey
,
or
he
wouldn
’
t
do
it
—
nobody
asked
him
.
It
was
not
necessary
for
the
bee
to
make
such
a
merit
of
his
tastes
.
If
every
confectioner
went
buzzing
about
the
world
banging
against
everything
that
came
in
his
way
and
egotistically
calling
upon
everybody
to
take
notice
that
he
was
going
to
his
work
and
must
not
be
interrupted
,
the
world
would
be
quite
an
unsupportable
place
.
Then
,
after
all
,
it
was
a
ridiculous
position
to
be
smoked
out
of
your
fortune
with
brimstone
as
soon
as
you
had
made
it
.
You
would
have
a
very
mean
opinion
of
a
Manchester
man
if
he
spun
cotton
for
no
other
purpose
.
He
must
say
he
thought
a
drone
the
embodiment
of
a
pleasanter
and
wiser
idea
.
The
drone
said
unaffectedly
,
"
You
will
excuse
me
;
I
really
cannot
attend
to
the
shop
!
I
find
myself
in
a
world
in
which
there
is
so
much
to
see
and
so
short
a
time
to
see
it
in
that
I
must
take
the
liberty
of
looking
about
me
and
begging
to
be
provided
for
by
somebody
who
doesn
’
t
want
to
look
about
him
.
"
This
appeared
to
Mr
.
Skimpole
to
be
the
drone
philosophy
,
and
he
thought
it
a
very
good
philosophy
,
always
supposing
the
drone
to
be
willing
to
be
on
good
terms
with
the
bee
,
which
,
so
far
as
he
knew
,
the
easy
fellow
always
was
,
if
the
consequential
creature
would
only
let
him
,
and
not
be
so
conceited
about
his
honey
!
He
pursued
this
fancy
with
the
lightest
foot
over
a
variety
of
ground
and
made
us
all
merry
,
though
again
he
seemed
to
have
as
serious
a
meaning
in
what
he
said
as
he
was
capable
of
having
.
I
left
them
still
listening
to
him
when
I
withdrew
to
attend
to
my
new
duties
.
They
had
occupied
me
for
some
time
,
and
I
was
passing
through
the
passages
on
my
return
with
my
basket
of
keys
on
my
arm
when
Mr
.
Jarndyce
called
me
into
a
small
room
next
his
bed
-
chamber
,
which
I
found
to
be
in
part
a
little
library
of
books
and
papers
and
in
part
quite
a
little
museum
of
his
boots
and
shoes
and
hat
-
boxes
.
"
Sit
down
,
my
dear
,
"
said
Mr
.
Jarndyce
.
"
This
,
you
must
know
,
is
the
growlery
.
When
I
am
out
of
humour
,
I
come
and
growl
here
.
"
"
You
must
be
here
very
seldom
,
sir
,
"
said
I
.
"
Oh
,
you
don
’
t
know
me
!
"
he
returned
.
"
When
I
am
deceived
or
disappointed
in
—
the
wind
,
and
it
’
s
easterly
,
I
take
refuge
here
.
The
growlery
is
the
best
-
used
room
in
the
house
.
You
are
not
aware
of
half
my
humours
yet
.
My
dear
,
how
you
are
trembling
!
"
I
could
not
help
it
;
I
tried
very
hard
,
but
being
alone
with
that
benevolent
presence
,
and
meeting
his
kind
eyes
,
and
feeling
so
happy
and
so
honoured
there
,
and
my
heart
so
full
—
I
kissed
his
hand
.
I
don
’
t
know
what
I
said
,
or
even
that
I
spoke
.
He
was
disconcerted
and
walked
to
the
window
;
I
almost
believed
with
an
intention
of
jumping
out
,
until
he
turned
and
I
was
reassured
by
seeing
in
his
eyes
what
he
had
gone
there
to
hide
.
He
gently
patted
me
on
the
head
,
and
I
sat
down
.
"
There
!
There
!
"
he
said
.
"
That
’
s
over
.
Pooh
!
Don
’
t
be
foolish
.
"
"
It
shall
not
happen
again
,
sir
,
"
I
returned
,
"
but
at
first
it
is
difficult
—
"
"
Nonsense
!
"
he
said
.
"
It
’
s
easy
,
easy
.
Why
not
?
I
hear
of
a
good
little
orphan
girl
without
a
protector
,
and
I
take
it
into
my
head
to
be
that
protector
.
She
grows
up
,
and
more
than
justifies
my
good
opinion
,
and
I
remain
her
guardian
and
her
friend
.
What
is
there
in
all
this
?
So
,
so
!
Now
,
we
have
cleared
off
old
scores
,
and
I
have
before
me
thy
pleasant
,
trusting
,
trusty
face
again
.
"
I
said
to
myself
,
"
Esther
,
my
dear
,
you
surprise
me
!
This
really
is
not
what
I
expected
of
you
!
"
And
it
had
such
a
good
effect
that
I
folded
my
hands
upon
my
basket
and
quite
recovered
myself
.
Mr
.
Jarndyce
,
expressing
his
approval
in
his
face
,
began
to
talk
to
me
as
confidentially
as
if
I
had
been
in
the
habit
of
conversing
with
him
every
morning
for
I
don
’
t
know
how
long
.
I
almost
felt
as
if
I
had
.
"
Of
course
,
Esther
,
"
he
said
,
"
you
don
’
t
understand
this
Chancery
business
?
"
And
of
course
I
shook
my
head
.
"
I
don
’
t
know
who
does
,
"
he
returned
.
"
The
lawyers
have
twisted
it
into
such
a
state
of
bedevilment
that
the
original
merits
of
the
case
have
long
disappeared
from
the
face
of
the
earth
.
It
’
s
about
a
will
and
the
trusts
under
a
will
—
or
it
was
once
.
It
’
s
about
nothing
but
costs
now
.
We
are
always
appearing
,
and
disappearing
,
and
swearing
,
and
interrogating
,
and
filing
,
and
cross
-
filing
,
and
arguing
,
and
sealing
,
and
motioning
,
and
referring
,
and
reporting
,
and
revolving
about
the
Lord
Chancellor
and
all
his
satellites
,
and
equitably
waltzing
ourselves
off
to
dusty
death
,
about
costs
.
That
’
s
the
great
question
.
All
the
rest
,
by
some
extraordinary
means
,
has
melted
away
.
"
"
But
it
was
,
sir
,
"
said
I
,
to
bring
him
back
,
for
he
began
to
rub
his
head
,
"
about
a
will
?
"
"
Why
,
yes
,
it
was
about
a
will
when
it
was
about
anything
,
"
he
returned
.
"
A
certain
Jarndyce
,
in
an
evil
hour
,
made
a
great
fortune
,
and
made
a
great
will
.
In
the
question
how
the
trusts
under
that
will
are
to
be
administered
,
the
fortune
left
by
the
will
is
squandered
away
;
the
legatees
under
the
will
are
reduced
to
such
a
miserable
condition
that
they
would
be
sufficiently
punished
if
they
had
committed
an
enormous
crime
in
having
money
left
them
,
and
the
will
itself
is
made
a
dead
letter
.
All
through
the
deplorable
cause
,
everything
that
everybody
in
it
,
except
one
man
,
knows
already
is
referred
to
that
only
one
man
who
don
’
t
know
,
it
to
find
out
—
all
through
the
deplorable
cause
,
everybody
must
have
copies
,
over
and
over
again
,
of
everything
that
has
accumulated
about
it
in
the
way
of
cartloads
of
papers
(
or
must
pay
for
them
without
having
them
,
which
is
the
usual
course
,
for
nobody
wants
them
)
and
must
go
down
the
middle
and
up
again
through
such
an
infernal
country
-
dance
of
costs
and
fees
and
nonsense
and
corruption
as
was
never
dreamed
of
in
the
wildest
visions
of
a
witch
’
s
Sabbath
.
Equity
sends
questions
to
law
,
law
sends
questions
back
to
equity
;
law
finds
it
can
’
t
do
this
,
equity
finds
it
can
’
t
do
that
;
neither
can
so
much
as
say
it
can
’
t
do
anything
,
without
this
solicitor
instructing
and
this
counsel
appearing
for
A
,
and
that
solicitor
instructing
and
that
counsel
appearing
for
B
;
and
so
on
through
the
whole
alphabet
,
like
the
history
of
the
apple
pie
.
And
thus
,
through
years
and
years
,
and
lives
and
lives
,
everything
goes
on
,
constantly
beginning
over
and
over
again
,
and
nothing
ever
ends
.
And
we
can
’
t
get
out
of
the
suit
on
any
terms
,
for
we
are
made
parties
to
it
,
and
MUST
BE
parties
to
it
,
whether
we
like
it
or
not
.
But
it
won
’
t
do
to
think
of
it
!
When
my
great
uncle
,
poor
Tom
Jarndyce
,
began
to
think
of
it
,
it
was
the
beginning
of
the
end
!
"
"
The
Mr
.
Jarndyce
,
sir
,
whose
story
I
have
heard
?
"
He
nodded
gravely
.
"
I
was
his
heir
,
and
this
was
his
house
,
Esther
.
When
I
came
here
,
it
was
bleak
indeed
.
He
had
left
the
signs
of
his
misery
upon
it
.
"
"
How
changed
it
must
be
now
!
"
I
said
.
"
It
had
been
called
,
before
his
time
,
the
Peaks
.
He
gave
it
its
present
name
and
lived
here
shut
up
,
day
and
night
poring
over
the
wicked
heaps
of
papers
in
the
suit
and
hoping
against
hope
to
disentangle
it
from
its
mystification
and
bring
it
to
a
close
.
In
the
meantime
,
the
place
became
dilapidated
,
the
wind
whistled
through
the
cracked
walls
,
the
rain
fell
through
the
broken
roof
,
the
weeds
choked
the
passage
to
the
rotting
door
.
When
I
brought
what
remained
of
him
home
here
,
the
brains
seemed
to
me
to
have
been
blown
out
of
the
house
too
,
it
was
so
shattered
and
ruined
.
"
He
walked
a
little
to
and
fro
after
saying
this
to
himself
with
a
shudder
,
and
then
looked
at
me
,
and
brightened
,
and
came
and
sat
down
again
with
his
hands
in
his
pockets
.
"
I
told
you
this
was
the
growlery
,
my
dear
.
Where
was
I
?
"
I
reminded
him
,
at
the
hopeful
change
he
had
made
in
Bleak
House
.
"
Bleak
House
;
true
.
There
is
,
in
that
city
of
London
there
,
some
property
of
ours
which
is
much
at
this
day
what
Bleak
House
was
then
;
I
say
property
of
ours
,
meaning
of
the
suit
’
s
,
but
I
ought
to
call
it
the
property
of
costs
,
for
costs
is
the
only
power
on
earth
that
will
ever
get
anything
out
of
it
now
or
will
ever
know
it
for
anything
but
an
eyesore
and
a
heartsore
.
It
is
a
street
of
perishing
blind
houses
,
with
their
eyes
stoned
out
,
without
a
pane
of
glass
,
without
so
much
as
a
window
-
frame
,
with
the
bare
blank
shutters
tumbling
from
their
hinges
and
falling
asunder
,
the
iron
rails
peeling
away
in
flakes
of
rust
,
the
chimneys
sinking
in
,
the
stone
steps
to
every
door
(
and
every
door
might
be
death
’
s
door
)
turning
stagnant
green
,
the
very
crutches
on
which
the
ruins
are
propped
decaying
.
Although
Bleak
House
was
not
in
Chancery
,
its
master
was
,
and
it
was
stamped
with
the
same
seal
.
These
are
the
Great
Seal
’
s
impressions
,
my
dear
,
all
over
England
—
the
children
know
them
!
"
"
How
changed
it
is
!
"
I
said
again
.
"
Why
,
so
it
is
,
"
he
answered
much
more
cheerfully
;
"
and
it
is
wisdom
in
you
to
keep
me
to
the
bright
side
of
the
picture
.
(
The
idea
of
my
wisdom
!
)
"
These
are
things
I
never
talk
about
or
even
think
about
,
excepting
in
the
growlery
here
.
If
you
consider
it
right
to
mention
them
to
Rick
and
Ada
,
"
looking
seriously
at
me
,
"
you
can
.
I
leave
it
to
your
discretion
,
Esther
.
"
"
I
hope
,
sir
—
"
said
I
.
"
I
think
you
had
better
call
me
guardian
,
my
dear
.
"
I
felt
that
I
was
choking
again
—
I
taxed
myself
with
it
,
"
Esther
,
now
,
you
know
you
are
!
"
—
when
he
feigned
to
say
this
slightly
,
as
if
it
were
a
whim
instead
of
a
thoughtful
tenderness
.
But
I
gave
the
housekeeping
keys
the
least
shake
in
the
world
as
a
reminder
to
myself
,
and
folding
my
hands
in
a
still
more
determined
manner
on
the
basket
,
looked
at
him
quietly
.
"
I
hope
,
guardian
,
"
said
I
,
"
that
you
may
not
trust
too
much
to
my
discretion
.
I
hope
you
may
not
mistake
me
.
I
am
afraid
it
will
be
a
disappointment
to
you
to
know
that
I
am
not
clever
,
but
it
really
is
the
truth
,
and
you
would
soon
find
it
out
if
I
had
not
the
honesty
to
confess
it
.
"
He
did
not
seem
at
all
disappointed
;
quite
the
contrary
.
He
told
me
,
with
a
smile
all
over
his
face
,
that
he
knew
me
very
well
indeed
and
that
I
was
quite
clever
enough
for
him
.
"
I
hope
I
may
turn
out
so
,
"
said
I
,
"
but
I
am
much
afraid
of
it
,
guardian
.
"
"
You
are
clever
enough
to
be
the
good
little
woman
of
our
lives
here
,
my
dear
,
"
he
returned
playfully
;
"
the
little
old
woman
of
the
child
’
s
(
I
don
’
t
mean
Skimpole
’
s
)
rhyme
:
"
You
will
sweep
them
so
neatly
out
of
OUR
sky
in
the
course
of
your
housekeeping
,
Esther
,
that
one
of
these
days
we
shall
have
to
abandon
the
growlery
and
nail
up
the
door
.
"
This
was
the
beginning
of
my
being
called
Old
Woman
,
and
Little
Old
Woman
,
and
Cobweb
,
and
Mrs
.
Shipton
,
and
Mother
Hubbard
,
and
Dame
Durden
,
and
so
many
names
of
that
sort
that
my
own
name
soon
became
quite
lost
among
them
.
"
However
,
"
said
Mr
.
Jarndyce
,
"
to
return
to
our
gossip
.
Here
’
s
Rick
,
a
fine
young
fellow
full
of
promise
.
What
’
s
to
be
done
with
him
?
"
Oh
,
my
goodness
,
the
idea
of
asking
my
advice
on
such
a
point
!
"
Here
he
is
,
Esther
,
"
said
Mr
.
Jarndyce
,
comfortably
putting
his
hands
into
his
pockets
and
stretching
out
his
legs
.
"
He
must
have
a
profession
;
he
must
make
some
choice
for
himself
.
There
will
be
a
world
more
wiglomeration
about
it
,
I
suppose
,
but
it
must
be
done
.
"
"
More
what
,
guardian
?
"
said
I
.
"
More
wiglomeration
,
"
said
he
.
"
It
’
s
the
only
name
I
know
for
the
thing
.
He
is
a
ward
in
Chancery
,
my
dear
.
Kenge
and
Carboy
will
have
something
to
say
about
it
;
Master
Somebody
—
a
sort
of
ridiculous
sexton
,
digging
graves
for
the
merits
of
causes
in
a
back
room
at
the
end
of
Quality
Court
,
Chancery
Lane
—
will
have
something
to
say
about
it
;
counsel
will
have
something
to
say
about
it
;
the
Chancellor
will
have
something
to
say
about
it
;
the
satellites
will
have
something
to
say
about
it
;
they
will
all
have
to
be
handsomely
feed
,
all
round
,
about
it
;
the
whole
thing
will
be
vastly
ceremonious
,
wordy
,
unsatisfactory
,
and
expensive
,
and
I
call
it
,
in
general
,
wiglomeration
.
How
mankind
ever
came
to
be
afflicted
with
wiglomeration
,
or
for
whose
sins
these
young
people
ever
fell
into
a
pit
of
it
,
I
don
’
t
know
;
so
it
is
.
"
He
began
to
rub
his
head
again
and
to
hint
that
he
felt
the
wind
.
But
it
was
a
delightful
instance
of
his
kindness
towards
me
that
whether
he
rubbed
his
head
,
or
walked
about
,
or
did
both
,
his
face
was
sure
to
recover
its
benignant
expression
as
it
looked
at
mine
;
and
he
was
sure
to
turn
comfortable
again
and
put
his
hands
in
his
pockets
and
stretch
out
his
legs
.
"
Perhaps
it
would
be
best
,
first
of
all
,
"
said
I
,
"
to
ask
Mr
.
Richard
what
he
inclines
to
himself
.
"
"
Exactly
so
,
"
he
returned
.
"
That
’
s
what
I
mean
!
You
know
,
just
accustom
yourself
to
talk
it
over
,
with
your
tact
and
in
your
quiet
way
,
with
him
and
Ada
,
and
see
what
you
all
make
of
it
.
We
are
sure
to
come
at
the
heart
of
the
matter
by
your
means
,
little
woman
.
"
I
really
was
frightened
at
the
thought
of
the
importance
I
was
attaining
and
the
number
of
things
that
were
being
confided
to
me
.
I
had
not
meant
this
at
all
;
I
had
meant
that
he
should
speak
to
Richard
.
But
of
course
I
said
nothing
in
reply
except
that
I
would
do
my
best
,
though
I
feared
(
I
really
felt
it
necessary
to
repeat
this
)
that
he
thought
me
much
more
sagacious
than
I
was
.
At
which
my
guardian
only
laughed
the
pleasantest
laugh
I
ever
heard
.
"
Come
!
"
he
said
,
rising
and
pushing
back
his
chair
.
"
I
think
we
may
have
done
with
the
growlery
for
one
day
!
Only
a
concluding
word
.
Esther
,
my
dear
,
do
you
wish
to
ask
me
anything
?
"
He
looked
so
attentively
at
me
that
I
looked
attentively
at
him
and
felt
sure
I
understood
him
.
"
About
myself
,
sir
?
"
said
I
.
"
Yes
.
"
"
Guardian
,
"
said
I
,
venturing
to
put
my
hand
,
which
was
suddenly
colder
than
I
could
have
wished
,
in
his
,
"
nothing
!
I
am
quite
sure
that
if
there
were
anything
I
ought
to
know
or
had
any
need
to
know
,
I
should
not
have
to
ask
you
to
tell
it
to
me
.
If
my
whole
reliance
and
confidence
were
not
placed
in
you
,
I
must
have
a
hard
heart
indeed
.
I
have
nothing
to
ask
you
,
nothing
in
the
world
.
"
He
drew
my
hand
through
his
arm
and
we
went
away
to
look
for
Ada
.
From
that
hour
I
felt
quite
easy
with
him
,
quite
unreserved
,
quite
content
to
know
no
more
,
quite
happy
.
We
lived
,
at
first
,
rather
a
busy
life
at
Bleak
House
,
for
we
had
to
become
acquainted
with
many
residents
in
and
out
of
the
neighbourhood
who
knew
Mr
.
Jarndyce
.
It
seemed
to
Ada
and
me
that
everybody
knew
him
who
wanted
to
do
anything
with
anybody
else
’
s
money
.
