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When
Miss
Jellyby
and
the
unfortunate
Prince
found
an
opportunity
to
become
betrothed
I
don
’
t
know
,
but
they
certainly
found
none
on
this
occasion
to
exchange
a
dozen
words
.
"
My
dear
,
"
said
Mr
.
Turveydrop
benignly
to
his
son
,
"
do
you
know
the
hour
?
"
"
No
,
father
.
"
The
son
had
no
watch
.
The
father
had
a
handsome
gold
one
,
which
he
pulled
out
with
an
air
that
was
an
example
to
mankind
.
"
My
son
,
"
said
he
,
"
it
’
s
two
o
’
clock
.
Recollect
your
school
at
Kensington
at
three
.
"
"
That
’
s
time
enough
for
me
,
father
,
"
said
Prince
.
"
I
can
take
a
morsel
of
dinner
standing
and
be
off
.
"
"
My
dear
boy
,
"
returned
his
father
,
"
you
must
be
very
quick
.
You
will
find
the
cold
mutton
on
the
table
.
"
"
Thank
you
,
father
.
Are
YOU
off
now
,
father
?
"
"
Yes
,
my
dear
.
I
suppose
,
"
said
Mr
.
Turveydrop
,
shutting
his
eyes
and
lifting
up
his
shoulders
with
modest
consciousness
,
"
that
I
must
show
myself
,
as
usual
,
about
town
.
"
"
You
had
better
dine
out
comfortably
somewhere
,
"
said
his
son
.
"
My
dear
child
,
I
intend
to
.
I
shall
take
my
little
meal
,
I
think
,
at
the
French
house
,
in
the
Opera
Colonnade
.
"
"
That
’
s
right
.
Good
-
bye
,
father
!
"
said
Prince
,
shaking
hands
.
"
Good
-
bye
,
my
son
.
Bless
you
!
"
Mr
.
Turveydrop
said
this
in
quite
a
pious
manner
,
and
it
seemed
to
do
his
son
good
,
who
,
in
parting
from
him
,
was
so
pleased
with
him
,
so
dutiful
to
him
,
and
so
proud
of
him
that
I
almost
felt
as
if
it
were
an
unkindness
to
the
younger
man
not
to
be
able
to
believe
implicitly
in
the
elder
.
The
few
moments
that
were
occupied
by
Prince
in
taking
leave
of
us
(
and
particularly
of
one
of
us
,
as
I
saw
,
being
in
the
secret
)
,
enhanced
my
favourable
impression
of
his
almost
childish
character
.
I
felt
a
liking
for
him
and
a
compassion
for
him
as
he
put
his
little
kit
in
his
pocket
—
and
with
it
his
desire
to
stay
a
little
while
with
Caddy
—
and
went
away
good
-
humouredly
to
his
cold
mutton
and
his
school
at
Kensington
,
that
made
me
scarcely
less
irate
with
his
father
than
the
censorious
old
lady
.
The
father
opened
the
room
door
for
us
and
bowed
us
out
in
a
manner
,
I
must
acknowledge
,
worthy
of
his
shining
original
.
In
the
same
style
he
presently
passed
us
on
the
other
side
of
the
street
,
on
his
way
to
the
aristocratic
part
of
the
town
,
where
he
was
going
to
show
himself
among
the
few
other
gentlemen
left
.
For
some
moments
,
I
was
so
lost
in
reconsidering
what
I
had
heard
and
seen
in
Newman
Street
that
I
was
quite
unable
to
talk
to
Caddy
or
even
to
fix
my
attention
on
what
she
said
to
me
,
especially
when
I
began
to
inquire
in
my
mind
whether
there
were
,
or
ever
had
been
,
any
other
gentlemen
,
not
in
the
dancing
profession
,
who
lived
and
founded
a
reputation
entirely
on
their
deportment
.
This
became
so
bewildering
and
suggested
the
possibility
of
so
many
Mr
.
Turveydrops
that
I
said
,
"
Esther
,
you
must
make
up
your
mind
to
abandon
this
subject
altogether
and
attend
to
Caddy
.
"
I
accordingly
did
so
,
and
we
chatted
all
the
rest
of
the
way
to
Lincoln
’
s
Inn
.
Caddy
told
me
that
her
lover
’
s
education
had
been
so
neglected
that
it
was
not
always
easy
to
read
his
notes
.
She
said
if
he
were
not
so
anxious
about
his
spelling
and
took
less
pains
to
make
it
clear
,
he
would
do
better
;
but
he
put
so
many
unnecessary
letters
into
short
words
that
they
sometimes
quite
lost
their
English
appearance
.
"
He
does
it
with
the
best
intention
,
"
observed
Caddy
,
"
but
it
hasn
’
t
the
effect
he
means
,
poor
fellow
!
"
Caddy
then
went
on
to
reason
,
how
could
he
be
expected
to
be
a
scholar
when
he
had
passed
his
whole
life
in
the
dancing
-
school
and
had
done
nothing
but
teach
and
fag
,
fag
and
teach
,
morning
,
noon
,
and
night
!
And
what
did
it
matter
?
She
could
write
letters
enough
for
both
,
as
she
knew
to
her
cost
,
and
it
was
far
better
for
him
to
be
amiable
than
learned
.
"
Besides
,
it
’
s
not
as
if
I
was
an
accomplished
girl
who
had
any
right
to
give
herself
airs
,
"
said
Caddy
.
"
I
know
little
enough
,
I
am
sure
,
thanks
to
Ma
!
"
There
’
s
another
thing
I
want
to
tell
you
,
now
we
are
alone
,
"
continued
Caddy
,
"
which
I
should
not
have
liked
to
mention
unless
you
had
seen
Prince
,
Miss
Summerson
.
You
know
what
a
house
ours
is
.
It
’
s
of
no
use
my
trying
to
learn
anything
that
it
would
be
useful
for
Prince
’
s
wife
to
know
in
OUR
house
.
We
live
in
such
a
state
of
muddle
that
it
’
s
impossible
,
and
I
have
only
been
more
disheartened
whenever
I
have
tried
.
So
I
get
a
little
practice
with
—
who
do
you
think
?
Poor
Miss
Flite
!
Early
in
the
morning
I
help
her
to
tidy
her
room
and
clean
her
birds
,
and
I
make
her
cup
of
coffee
for
her
(
of
course
she
taught
me
)
,
and
I
have
learnt
to
make
it
so
well
that
Prince
says
it
’
s
the
very
best
coffee
he
ever
tasted
,
and
would
quite
delight
old
Mr
.
Turveydrop
,
who
is
very
particular
indeed
about
his
coffee
.
I
can
make
little
puddings
too
;
and
I
know
how
to
buy
neck
of
mutton
,
and
tea
,
and
sugar
,
and
butter
,
and
a
good
many
housekeeping
things
.
I
am
not
clever
at
my
needle
,
yet
,
"
said
Caddy
,
glancing
at
the
repairs
on
Peepy
’
s
frock
,
"
but
perhaps
I
shall
improve
,
and
since
I
have
been
engaged
to
Prince
and
have
been
doing
all
this
,
I
have
felt
better
-
tempered
,
I
hope
,
and
more
forgiving
to
Ma
.
It
rather
put
me
out
at
first
this
morning
to
see
you
and
Miss
Clare
looking
so
neat
and
pretty
and
to
feel
ashamed
of
Peepy
and
myself
too
,
but
on
the
whole
I
hope
I
am
better
-
tempered
than
I
was
and
more
forgiving
to
Ma
.
"
The
poor
girl
,
trying
so
hard
,
said
it
from
her
heart
,
and
touched
mine
.
"
Caddy
,
my
love
,
"
I
replied
,
"
I
begin
to
have
a
great
affection
for
you
,
and
I
hope
we
shall
become
friends
.
"
"
Oh
,
do
you
?
"
cried
Caddy
.
"
How
happy
that
would
make
me
!
"
"
My
dear
Caddy
,
"
said
I
,
"
let
us
be
friends
from
this
time
,
and
let
us
often
have
a
chat
about
these
matters
and
try
to
find
the
right
way
through
them
.
"
Caddy
was
overjoyed
.
I
said
everything
I
could
in
my
old
-
fashioned
way
to
comfort
and
encourage
her
,
and
I
would
not
have
objected
to
old
Mr
.
Turveydrop
that
day
for
any
smaller
consideration
than
a
settlement
on
his
daughter
-
in
-
law
.
By
this
time
we
were
come
to
Mr
.
Krook
’
s
,
whose
private
door
stood
open
.
There
was
a
bill
,
pasted
on
the
door
-
post
,
announcing
a
room
to
let
on
the
second
floor
.
It
reminded
Caddy
to
tell
me
as
we
proceeded
upstairs
that
there
had
been
a
sudden
death
there
and
an
inquest
and
that
our
little
friend
had
been
ill
of
the
fright
.
The
door
and
window
of
the
vacant
room
being
open
,
we
looked
in
.
It
was
the
room
with
the
dark
door
to
which
Miss
Flite
had
secretly
directed
my
attention
when
I
was
last
in
the
house
.
A
sad
and
desolate
place
it
was
,
a
gloomy
,
sorrowful
place
that
gave
me
a
strange
sensation
of
mournfulness
and
even
dread
.
"
You
look
pale
,
"
said
Caddy
when
we
came
out
,
"
and
cold
!
"
I
felt
as
if
the
room
had
chilled
me
.
We
had
walked
slowly
while
we
were
talking
,
and
my
guardian
and
Ada
were
here
before
us
.
We
found
them
in
Miss
Flite
’
s
garret
.
They
were
looking
at
the
birds
,
while
a
medical
gentleman
who
was
so
good
as
to
attend
Miss
Flite
with
much
solicitude
and
compassion
spoke
with
her
cheerfully
by
the
fire
.
"
I
have
finished
my
professional
visit
,
"
he
said
,
coming
forward
.
"
Miss
Flite
is
much
better
and
may
appear
in
court
(
as
her
mind
is
set
upon
it
)
to
-
morrow
.
She
has
been
greatly
missed
there
,
I
understand
.
"
Miss
Flite
received
the
compliment
with
complacency
and
dropped
a
general
curtsy
to
us
.
"
Honoured
,
indeed
,
"
said
she
,
"
by
another
visit
from
the
wards
in
Jarndyce
!
Ve
-
ry
happy
to
receive
Jarndyce
of
Bleak
House
beneath
my
humble
roof
!
"
with
a
special
curtsy
.
"
Fitz
-
Jarndyce
,
my
dear
"
—
she
had
bestowed
that
name
on
Caddy
,
it
appeared
,
and
always
called
her
by
it
—
"
a
double
welcome
!
"
"
Has
she
been
very
ill
?
"
asked
Mr
.
Jarndyce
of
the
gentleman
whom
we
had
found
in
attendance
on
her
.
She
answered
for
herself
directly
,
though
he
had
put
the
question
in
a
whisper
.
"
Oh
,
decidedly
unwell
!
Oh
,
very
unwell
indeed
,
"
she
said
confidentially
.
"
Not
pain
,
you
know
—
trouble
.
Not
bodily
so
much
as
nervous
,
nervous
!
The
truth
is
,
"
in
a
subdued
voice
and
trembling
,
"
we
have
had
death
here
.
There
was
poison
in
the
house
.
I
am
very
susceptible
to
such
horrid
things
.
It
frightened
me
.
Only
Mr
.
Woodcourt
knows
how
much
.
My
physician
,
Mr
.
Woodcourt
!
"
with
great
stateliness
.
"
The
wards
in
Jarndyce
—
Jarndyce
of
Bleak
House
—
Fitz
-
Jarndyce
!
"
"
Miss
Flite
,
"
said
Mr
.
Woodcourt
in
a
grave
kind
of
voice
,
as
if
he
were
appealing
to
her
while
speaking
to
us
,
and
laying
his
hand
gently
on
her
arm
,
"
Miss
Flite
describes
her
illness
with
her
usual
accuracy
.
She
was
alarmed
by
an
occurrence
in
the
house
which
might
have
alarmed
a
stronger
person
,
and
was
made
ill
by
the
distress
and
agitation
.
She
brought
me
here
in
the
first
hurry
of
the
discovery
,
though
too
late
for
me
to
be
of
any
use
to
the
unfortunate
man
.
I
have
compensated
myself
for
that
disappointment
by
coming
here
since
and
being
of
some
small
use
to
her
.
"
"
The
kindest
physician
in
the
college
,
"
whispered
Miss
Flite
to
me
.
"
I
expect
a
judgment
.
On
the
day
of
judgment
.
And
shall
then
confer
estates
.
"
"
She
will
be
as
well
in
a
day
or
two
,
"
said
Mr
.
Woodcourt
,
looking
at
her
with
an
observant
smile
,
"
as
she
ever
will
be
.
In
other
words
,
quite
well
of
course
.
Have
you
heard
of
her
good
fortune
?
"
"
Most
extraordinary
!
"
said
Miss
Flite
,
smiling
brightly
.
"
You
never
heard
of
such
a
thing
,
my
dear
!
Every
Saturday
,
Conversation
Kenge
or
Guppy
(
clerk
to
Conversation
K
.
)
places
in
my
hand
a
paper
of
shillings
.
Shillings
.
I
assure
you
!
Always
the
same
number
in
the
paper
.
Always
one
for
every
day
in
the
week
.
Now
you
know
,
really
!
So
well
-
timed
,
is
it
not
?
Ye
-
es
!
From
whence
do
these
papers
come
,
you
say
?
That
is
the
great
question
.
Naturally
.
Shall
I
tell
you
what
I
think
?
I
think
,
"
said
Miss
Flite
,
drawing
herself
back
with
a
very
shrewd
look
and
shaking
her
right
forefinger
in
a
most
significant
manner
,
"
that
the
Lord
Chancellor
,
aware
of
the
length
of
time
during
which
the
Great
Seal
has
been
open
(
for
it
has
been
open
a
long
time
!
)
,
forwards
them
.
Until
the
judgment
I
expect
is
given
.
Now
that
’
s
very
creditable
,
you
know
.
To
confess
in
that
way
that
he
IS
a
little
slow
for
human
life
.
So
delicate
!
Attending
court
the
other
day
—
I
attend
it
regularly
,
with
my
documents
—
I
taxed
him
with
it
,
and
he
almost
confessed
.
That
is
,
I
smiled
at
him
from
my
bench
,
and
HE
smiled
at
me
from
his
bench
.
But
it
’
s
great
good
fortune
,
is
it
not
?
And
Fitz
-
Jarndyce
lays
the
money
out
for
me
to
great
advantage
.
Oh
,
I
assure
you
to
the
greatest
advantage
!
"
I
congratulated
her
(
as
she
addressed
herself
to
me
)
upon
this
fortunate
addition
to
her
income
and
wished
her
a
long
continuance
of
it
.
I
did
not
speculate
upon
the
source
from
which
it
came
or
wonder
whose
humanity
was
so
considerate
.
My
guardian
stood
before
me
,
contemplating
the
birds
,
and
I
had
no
need
to
look
beyond
him
.
"
And
what
do
you
call
these
little
fellows
,
ma
’
am
?
"
said
he
in
his
pleasant
voice
.
"
Have
they
any
names
?
"
"
I
can
answer
for
Miss
Flite
that
they
have
,
"
said
I
,
"
for
she
promised
to
tell
us
what
they
were
.
Ada
remembers
?
"
Ada
remembered
very
well
.
"
Did
I
?
"
said
Miss
Flite
.
"
Who
’
s
that
at
my
door
?
What
are
you
listening
at
my
door
for
,
Krook
?
"
The
old
man
of
the
house
,
pushing
it
open
before
him
,
appeared
there
with
his
fur
cap
in
his
hand
and
his
cat
at
his
heels
.
"
I
warn
’
t
listening
,
Miss
Flite
,
"
he
said
,
"
I
was
going
to
give
a
rap
with
my
knuckles
,
only
you
’
re
so
quick
!
"
"
Make
your
cat
go
down
.
Drive
her
away
!
"
the
old
lady
angrily
exclaimed
.
"
Bah
,
bah
!
There
ain
’
t
no
danger
,
gentlefolks
,
"
said
Mr
.
Krook
,
looking
slowly
and
sharply
from
one
to
another
until
he
had
looked
at
all
of
us
;
"
she
’
d
never
offer
at
the
birds
when
I
was
here
unless
I
told
her
to
it
.
"
"
You
will
excuse
my
landlord
,
"
said
the
old
lady
with
a
dignified
air
.
"
M
,
quite
M
!
What
do
you
want
,
Krook
,
when
I
have
company
?
"
"
Hi
!
"
said
the
old
man
.
"
You
know
I
am
the
Chancellor
.
"
"
Well
?
"
returned
Miss
Flite
.
"
What
of
that
?
"
"
For
the
Chancellor
,
"
said
the
old
man
with
a
chuckle
,
"
not
to
be
acquainted
with
a
Jarndyce
is
queer
,
ain
’
t
it
,
Miss
Flite
?
Mightn
’
t
I
take
the
liberty
?
Your
servant
,
sir
.
I
know
Jarndyce
and
Jarndyce
a
’
most
as
well
as
you
do
,
sir
.
I
knowed
old
Squire
Tom
,
sir
.
I
never
to
my
knowledge
see
you
afore
though
,
not
even
in
court
.
Yet
,
I
go
there
a
mortal
sight
of
times
in
the
course
of
the
year
,
taking
one
day
with
another
.
"
"
I
never
go
there
,
"
said
Mr
.
Jarndyce
(
which
he
never
did
on
any
consideration
)
.
"
I
would
sooner
go
—
somewhere
else
.
"
"
Would
you
though
?
"
returned
Krook
,
grinning
.
"
You
’
re
bearing
hard
upon
my
noble
and
learned
brother
in
your
meaning
,
sir
,
though
perhaps
it
is
but
nat
’
ral
in
a
Jarndyce
.
The
burnt
child
,
sir
!
What
,
you
’
re
looking
at
my
lodger
’
s
birds
,
Mr
.
Jarndyce
?
"
The
old
man
had
come
by
little
and
little
into
the
room
until
he
now
touched
my
guardian
with
his
elbow
and
looked
close
up
into
his
face
with
his
spectacled
eyes
.
"
It
’
s
one
of
her
strange
ways
that
she
’
ll
never
tell
the
names
of
these
birds
if
she
can
help
it
,
though
she
named
’
em
all
.
"
This
was
in
a
whisper
.
"
Shall
I
run
’
em
over
,
Flite
?
"
he
asked
aloud
,
winking
at
us
and
pointing
at
her
as
she
turned
away
,
affecting
to
sweep
the
grate
.
"
If
you
like
,
"
she
answered
hurriedly
.
The
old
man
,
looking
up
at
the
cages
after
another
look
at
us
,
went
through
the
list
.
"
Hope
,
Joy
,
Youth
,
Peace
,
Rest
,
Life
,
Dust
,
Ashes
,
Waste
,
Want
,
Ruin
,
Despair
,
Madness
,
Death
,
Cunning
,
Folly
,
Words
,
Wigs
,
Rags
,
Sheepskin
,
Plunder
,
Precedent
,
Jargon
,
Gammon
,
and
Spinach
.
That
’
s
the
whole
collection
,
"
said
the
old
man
,
"
all
cooped
up
together
,
by
my
noble
and
learned
brother
.
"
"
This
is
a
bitter
wind
!
"
muttered
my
guardian
.
"
When
my
noble
and
learned
brother
gives
his
judgment
,
they
’
re
to
be
let
go
free
,
"
said
Krook
,
winking
at
us
again
.
"
And
then
,
"
he
added
,
whispering
and
grinning
,
"
if
that
ever
was
to
happen
—
which
it
won
’
t
—
the
birds
that
have
never
been
caged
would
kill
’
em
.
"
"
If
ever
the
wind
was
in
the
east
,
"
said
my
guardian
,
pretending
to
look
out
of
the
window
for
a
weathercock
,
"
I
think
it
’
s
there
to
-
day
!
"
We
found
it
very
difficult
to
get
away
from
the
house
.
It
was
not
Miss
Flite
who
detained
us
;
she
was
as
reasonable
a
little
creature
in
consulting
the
convenience
of
others
as
there
possibly
could
be
.
It
was
Mr
.
Krook
.
He
seemed
unable
to
detach
himself
from
Mr
.
Jarndyce
.
If
he
had
been
linked
to
him
,
he
could
hardly
have
attended
him
more
closely
.
He
proposed
to
show
us
his
Court
of
Chancery
and
all
the
strange
medley
it
contained
;
during
the
whole
of
our
inspection
(
prolonged
by
himself
)
he
kept
close
to
Mr
.
Jarndyce
and
sometimes
detained
him
under
one
pretence
or
other
until
we
had
passed
on
,
as
if
he
were
tormented
by
an
inclination
to
enter
upon
some
secret
subject
which
he
could
not
make
up
his
mind
to
approach
.
I
cannot
imagine
a
countenance
and
manner
more
singularly
expressive
of
caution
and
indecision
,
and
a
perpetual
impulse
to
do
something
he
could
not
resolve
to
venture
on
,
than
Mr
.
Krook
’
s
was
that
day
.
His
watchfulness
of
my
guardian
was
incessant
.
He
rarely
removed
his
eyes
from
his
face
.
If
he
went
on
beside
him
,
he
observed
him
with
the
slyness
of
an
old
white
fox
.
If
he
went
before
,
he
looked
back
.
When
we
stood
still
,
he
got
opposite
to
him
,
and
drawing
his
hand
across
and
across
his
open
mouth
with
a
curious
expression
of
a
sense
of
power
,
and
turning
up
his
eyes
,
and
lowering
his
grey
eyebrows
until
they
appeared
to
be
shut
,
seemed
to
scan
every
lineament
of
his
face
.
At
last
,
having
been
(
always
attended
by
the
cat
)
all
over
the
house
and
having
seen
the
whole
stock
of
miscellaneous
lumber
,
which
was
certainly
curious
,
we
came
into
the
back
part
of
the
shop
.
Here
on
the
head
of
an
empty
barrel
stood
on
end
were
an
ink
-
bottle
,
some
old
stumps
of
pens
,
and
some
dirty
playbills
;
and
against
the
wall
were
pasted
several
large
printed
alphabets
in
several
plain
hands
.
"
What
are
you
doing
here
?
"
asked
my
guardian
.
"
Trying
to
learn
myself
to
read
and
write
,
"
said
Krook
.
