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But
from
my
darling
who
was
coming
on
the
morrow
,
I
found
a
joyful
letter
,
full
of
such
loving
anticipation
that
I
must
have
been
of
marble
if
it
had
not
moved
me
;
from
my
guardian
,
too
,
I
found
another
letter
,
asking
me
to
tell
Dame
Durden
,
if
I
should
see
that
little
woman
anywhere
,
that
they
had
moped
most
pitiably
without
her
,
that
the
housekeeping
was
going
to
rack
and
ruin
,
that
nobody
else
could
manage
the
keys
,
and
that
everybody
in
and
about
the
house
declared
it
was
not
the
same
house
and
was
becoming
rebellious
for
her
return
.
Two
such
letters
together
made
me
think
how
far
beyond
my
deserts
I
was
beloved
and
how
happy
I
ought
to
be
.
That
made
me
think
of
all
my
past
life
;
and
that
brought
me
,
as
it
ought
to
have
done
before
,
into
a
better
condition
.
For
I
saw
very
well
that
I
could
not
have
been
intended
to
die
,
or
I
should
never
have
lived
;
not
to
say
should
never
have
been
reserved
for
such
a
happy
life
.
I
saw
very
well
how
many
things
had
worked
together
for
my
welfare
,
and
that
if
the
sins
of
the
fathers
were
sometimes
visited
upon
the
children
,
the
phrase
did
not
mean
what
I
had
in
the
morning
feared
it
meant
.
I
knew
I
was
as
innocent
of
my
birth
as
a
queen
of
hers
and
that
before
my
Heavenly
Father
I
should
not
be
punished
for
birth
nor
a
queen
rewarded
for
it
.
I
had
had
experience
,
in
the
shock
of
that
very
day
,
that
I
could
,
even
thus
soon
,
find
comforting
reconcilements
to
the
change
that
had
fallen
on
me
.
I
renewed
my
resolutions
and
prayed
to
be
strengthened
in
them
,
pouring
out
my
heart
for
myself
and
for
my
unhappy
mother
and
feeling
that
the
darkness
of
the
morning
was
passing
away
.
It
was
not
upon
my
sleep
;
and
when
the
next
day
’
s
light
awoke
me
,
it
was
gone
.
My
dear
girl
was
to
arrive
at
five
o
’
clock
in
the
afternoon
.
How
to
help
myself
through
the
intermediate
time
better
than
by
taking
a
long
walk
along
the
road
by
which
she
was
to
come
,
I
did
not
know
;
so
Charley
and
I
and
Stubbs
—
Stubbs
saddled
,
for
we
never
drove
him
after
the
one
great
occasion
—
made
a
long
expedition
along
that
road
and
back
.
On
our
return
,
we
held
a
great
review
of
the
house
and
garden
and
saw
that
everything
was
in
its
prettiest
condition
,
and
had
the
bird
out
ready
as
an
important
part
of
the
establishment
.
There
were
more
than
two
full
hours
yet
to
elapse
before
she
could
come
,
and
in
that
interval
,
which
seemed
a
long
one
,
I
must
confess
I
was
nervously
anxious
about
my
altered
looks
.
I
loved
my
darling
so
well
that
I
was
more
concerned
for
their
effect
on
her
than
on
any
one
.
I
was
not
in
this
slight
distress
because
I
at
all
repined
—
I
am
quite
certain
I
did
not
,
that
day
—
but
,
I
thought
,
would
she
be
wholly
prepared
?
When
she
first
saw
me
,
might
she
not
be
a
little
shocked
and
disappointed
?
Might
it
not
prove
a
little
worse
than
she
expected
?
Might
she
not
look
for
her
old
Esther
and
not
find
her
?
Might
she
not
have
to
grow
used
to
me
and
to
begin
all
over
again
?
I
knew
the
various
expressions
of
my
sweet
girl
’
s
face
so
well
,
and
it
was
such
an
honest
face
in
its
loveliness
,
that
I
was
sure
beforehand
she
could
not
hide
that
first
look
from
me
.
And
I
considered
whether
,
if
it
should
signify
any
one
of
these
meanings
,
which
was
so
very
likely
,
could
I
quite
answer
for
myself
?
Well
,
I
thought
I
could
.
After
last
night
,
I
thought
I
could
.
But
to
wait
and
wait
,
and
expect
and
expect
,
and
think
and
think
,
was
such
bad
preparation
that
I
resolved
to
go
along
the
road
again
and
meet
her
.
So
I
said
to
Charley
,
"
Charley
,
I
will
go
by
myself
and
walk
along
the
road
until
she
comes
.
"
Charley
highly
approving
of
anything
that
pleased
me
,
I
went
and
left
her
at
home
.
But
before
I
got
to
the
second
milestone
,
I
had
been
in
so
many
palpitations
from
seeing
dust
in
the
distance
(
though
I
knew
it
was
not
,
and
could
not
,
be
the
coach
yet
)
that
I
resolved
to
turn
back
and
go
home
again
.
And
when
I
had
turned
,
I
was
in
such
fear
of
the
coach
coming
up
behind
me
(
though
I
still
knew
that
it
neither
would
,
nor
could
,
do
any
such
thing
)
that
I
ran
the
greater
part
of
the
way
to
avoid
being
overtaken
.
Then
,
I
considered
,
when
I
had
got
safe
back
again
,
this
was
a
nice
thing
to
have
done
!
Now
I
was
hot
and
had
made
the
worst
of
it
instead
of
the
best
.
At
last
,
when
I
believed
there
was
at
least
a
quarter
of
an
hour
more
yet
,
Charley
all
at
once
cried
out
to
me
as
I
was
trembling
in
the
garden
,
"
Here
she
comes
,
miss
!
Here
she
is
!
"
I
did
not
mean
to
do
it
,
but
I
ran
upstairs
into
my
room
and
hid
myself
behind
the
door
.
There
I
stood
trembling
,
even
when
I
heard
my
darling
calling
as
she
came
upstairs
,
"
Esther
,
my
dear
,
my
love
,
where
are
you
?
Little
woman
,
dear
Dame
Durden
!
"
She
ran
in
,
and
was
running
out
again
when
she
saw
me
.
Ah
,
my
angel
girl
!
The
old
dear
look
,
all
love
,
all
fondness
,
all
affection
Nothing
else
in
it
—
no
,
nothing
,
nothing
!
Oh
,
how
happy
I
was
,
down
upon
the
floor
,
with
my
sweet
beautiful
girl
down
upon
the
floor
too
,
holding
my
scarred
face
to
her
lovely
cheek
,
bathing
it
with
tears
and
kisses
,
rocking
me
to
and
fro
like
a
child
,
calling
me
by
every
tender
name
that
she
could
think
of
,
and
pressing
me
to
her
faithful
heart
.
If
the
secret
I
had
to
keep
had
been
mine
,
I
must
have
confided
it
to
Ada
before
we
had
been
long
together
.
But
it
was
not
mine
,
and
I
did
not
feel
that
I
had
a
right
to
tell
it
,
even
to
my
guardian
,
unless
some
great
emergency
arose
.
It
was
a
weight
to
bear
alone
;
still
my
present
duty
appeared
to
be
plain
,
and
blest
in
the
attachment
of
my
dear
,
I
did
not
want
an
impulse
and
encouragement
to
do
it
.
Though
often
when
she
was
asleep
and
all
was
quiet
,
the
remembrance
of
my
mother
kept
me
waking
and
made
the
night
sorrowful
,
I
did
not
yield
to
it
at
another
time
;
and
Ada
found
me
what
I
used
to
be
—
except
,
of
course
,
in
that
particular
of
which
I
have
said
enough
and
which
I
have
no
intention
of
mentioning
any
more
just
now
,
if
I
can
help
it
.
The
difficulty
that
I
felt
in
being
quite
composed
that
first
evening
when
Ada
asked
me
,
over
our
work
,
if
the
family
were
at
the
house
,
and
when
I
was
obliged
to
answer
yes
,
I
believed
so
,
for
Lady
Dedlock
had
spoken
to
me
in
the
woods
the
day
before
yesterday
,
was
great
.
Greater
still
when
Ada
asked
me
what
she
had
said
,
and
when
I
replied
that
she
had
been
kind
and
interested
,
and
when
Ada
,
while
admitting
her
beauty
and
elegance
,
remarked
upon
her
proud
manner
and
her
imperious
chilling
air
.
But
Charley
helped
me
through
,
unconsciously
,
by
telling
us
that
Lady
Dedlock
had
only
stayed
at
the
house
two
nights
on
her
way
from
London
to
visit
at
some
other
great
house
in
the
next
county
and
that
she
had
left
early
on
the
morning
after
we
had
seen
her
at
our
view
,
as
we
called
it
.
Charley
verified
the
adage
about
little
pitchers
,
I
am
sure
,
for
she
heard
of
more
sayings
and
doings
in
a
day
than
would
have
come
to
my
ears
in
a
month
.
We
were
to
stay
a
month
at
Mr
.
Boythorn
’
s
.
My
pet
had
scarcely
been
there
a
bright
week
,
as
I
recollect
the
time
,
when
one
evening
after
we
had
finished
helping
the
gardener
in
watering
his
flowers
,
and
just
as
the
candles
were
lighted
,
Charley
,
appearing
with
a
very
important
air
behind
Ada
’
s
chair
,
beckoned
me
mysteriously
out
of
the
room
.
"
Oh
!
If
you
please
,
miss
,
"
said
Charley
in
a
whisper
,
with
her
eyes
at
their
roundest
and
largest
.
"
You
’
re
wanted
at
the
Dedlock
Arms
.
"
"
Why
,
Charley
,
"
said
I
,
"
who
can
possibly
want
me
at
the
public
-
house
?
"
"
I
don
’
t
know
,
miss
,
"
returned
Charley
,
putting
her
head
forward
and
folding
her
hands
tight
upon
the
band
of
her
little
apron
,
which
she
always
did
in
the
enjoyment
of
anything
mysterious
or
confidential
,
"
but
it
’
s
a
gentleman
,
miss
,
and
his
compliments
,
and
will
you
please
to
come
without
saying
anything
about
it
.
"
"
Whose
compliments
,
Charley
?
"
"
His
’
n
,
miss
,
"
returned
Charley
,
whose
grammatical
education
was
advancing
,
but
not
very
rapidly
.
"
And
how
do
you
come
to
be
the
messenger
,
Charley
?
"
"
I
am
not
the
messenger
,
if
you
please
,
miss
,
"
returned
my
little
maid
.
"
It
was
W
.
Grubble
,
miss
.
"
"
And
who
is
W
.
Grubble
,
Charley
?
"
"
Mister
Grubble
,
miss
,
"
returned
Charley
.
"
Don
’
t
you
know
,
miss
?
The
Dedlock
Arms
,
by
W
.
Grubble
,
"
which
Charley
delivered
as
if
she
were
slowly
spelling
out
the
sign
.
"
Aye
?
The
landlord
,
Charley
?
"
"
Yes
,
miss
.
If
you
please
,
miss
,
his
wife
is
a
beautiful
woman
,
but
she
broke
her
ankle
,
and
it
never
joined
.
And
her
brother
’
s
the
sawyer
that
was
put
in
the
cage
,
miss
,
and
they
expect
he
’
ll
drink
himself
to
death
entirely
on
beer
,
"
said
Charley
.
Not
knowing
what
might
be
the
matter
,
and
being
easily
apprehensive
now
,
I
thought
it
best
to
go
to
this
place
by
myself
.
I
bade
Charley
be
quick
with
my
bonnet
and
veil
and
my
shawl
,
and
having
put
them
on
,
went
away
down
the
little
hilly
street
,
where
I
was
as
much
at
home
as
in
Mr
.
Boythorn
’
s
garden
.
Mr
.
Grubble
was
standing
in
his
shirt
-
sleeves
at
the
door
of
his
very
clean
little
tavern
waiting
for
me
.
He
lifted
off
his
hat
with
both
hands
when
he
saw
me
coming
,
and
carrying
it
so
,
as
if
it
were
an
iron
vessel
(
it
looked
as
heavy
)
,
preceded
me
along
the
sanded
passage
to
his
best
parlour
,
a
neat
carpeted
room
with
more
plants
in
it
than
were
quite
convenient
,
a
coloured
print
of
Queen
Caroline
,
several
shells
,
a
good
many
tea
-
trays
,
two
stuffed
and
dried
fish
in
glass
cases
,
and
either
a
curious
egg
or
a
curious
pumpkin
(
but
I
don
’
t
know
which
,
and
I
doubt
if
many
people
did
)
hanging
from
his
ceiling
.
I
knew
Mr
.
Grubble
very
well
by
sight
,
from
his
often
standing
at
his
door
.
A
pleasant
-
looking
,
stoutish
,
middle
-
aged
man
who
never
seemed
to
consider
himself
cozily
dressed
for
his
own
fire
-
side
without
his
hat
and
top
-
boots
,
but
who
never
wore
a
coat
except
at
church
.
He
snuffed
the
candle
,
and
backing
away
a
little
to
see
how
it
looked
,
backed
out
of
the
room
—
unexpectedly
to
me
,
for
I
was
going
to
ask
him
by
whom
he
had
been
sent
.
The
door
of
the
opposite
parlour
being
then
opened
,
I
heard
some
voices
,
familiar
in
my
ears
I
thought
,
which
stopped
.
A
quick
light
step
approached
the
room
in
which
I
was
,
and
who
should
stand
before
me
but
Richard
!
"
My
dear
Esther
!
"
he
said
.
"
My
best
friend
!
"
And
he
really
was
so
warm
-
hearted
and
earnest
that
in
the
first
surprise
and
pleasure
of
his
brotherly
greeting
I
could
scarcely
find
breath
to
tell
him
that
Ada
was
well
.
"
Answering
my
very
thoughts
—
always
the
same
dear
girl
!
"
said
Richard
,
leading
me
to
a
chair
and
seating
himself
beside
me
.
I
put
my
veil
up
,
but
not
quite
.
"
Always
the
same
dear
girl
!
"
said
Richard
just
as
heartily
as
before
.
I
put
up
my
veil
altogether
,
and
laying
my
hand
on
Richard
’
s
sleeve
and
looking
in
his
face
,
told
him
how
much
I
thanked
him
for
his
kind
welcome
and
how
greatly
I
rejoiced
to
see
him
,
the
more
so
because
of
the
determination
I
had
made
in
my
illness
,
which
I
now
conveyed
to
him
.
"
My
love
,
"
said
Richard
,
"
there
is
no
one
with
whom
I
have
a
greater
wish
to
talk
than
you
,
for
I
want
you
to
understand
me
.
"
"
And
I
want
you
,
Richard
,
"
said
I
,
shaking
my
head
,
"
to
understand
some
one
else
.
"
"
Since
you
refer
so
immediately
to
John
Jarndyce
,
"
said
Richard
,
"
—
I
suppose
you
mean
him
?
"
"
Of
course
I
do
.
"
"
Then
I
may
say
at
once
that
I
am
glad
of
it
,
because
it
is
on
that
subject
that
I
am
anxious
to
be
understood
.
By
you
,
mind
—
you
,
my
dear
!
I
am
not
accountable
to
Mr
.
Jarndyce
or
Mr
.
Anybody
.
"
I
was
pained
to
find
him
taking
this
tone
,
and
he
observed
it
.
"
Well
,
well
,
my
dear
,
"
said
Richard
,
"
we
won
’
t
go
into
that
now
.
I
want
to
appear
quietly
in
your
country
-
house
here
,
with
you
under
my
arm
,
and
give
my
charming
cousin
a
surprise
.
I
suppose
your
loyalty
to
John
Jarndyce
will
allow
that
?
"
"
My
dear
Richard
,
"
I
returned
,
"
you
know
you
would
be
heartily
welcome
at
his
house
—
your
home
,
if
you
will
but
consider
it
so
;
and
you
are
as
heartily
welcome
here
!
"
"
Spoken
like
the
best
of
little
women
!
"
cried
Richard
gaily
.
I
asked
him
how
he
liked
his
profession
.
"
Oh
,
I
like
it
well
enough
!
"
said
Richard
.
"
It
’
s
all
right
.
It
does
as
well
as
anything
else
,
for
a
time
.
I
don
’
t
know
that
I
shall
care
about
it
when
I
come
to
be
settled
,
but
I
can
sell
out
then
and
—
however
,
never
mind
all
that
botheration
at
present
.
"
So
young
and
handsome
,
and
in
all
respects
so
perfectly
the
opposite
of
Miss
Flite
!
And
yet
,
in
the
clouded
,
eager
,
seeking
look
that
passed
over
him
,
so
dreadfully
like
her
!
"
I
am
in
town
on
leave
just
now
,
"
said
Richard
.
"
Indeed
?
"
"
Yes
.
I
have
run
over
to
look
after
my
—
my
Chancery
interests
before
the
long
vacation
,
"
said
Richard
,
forcing
a
careless
laugh
.
"
We
are
beginning
to
spin
along
with
that
old
suit
at
last
,
I
promise
you
.
"
No
wonder
that
I
shook
my
head
!
"
As
you
say
,
it
’
s
not
a
pleasant
subject
.
"
Richard
spoke
with
the
same
shade
crossing
his
face
as
before
.
"
Let
it
go
to
the
four
winds
for
to
-
night
.
Puff
!
Gone
!
Who
do
you
suppose
is
with
me
?
"
"
Was
it
Mr
.
Skimpole
’
s
voice
I
heard
?
"
"
That
’
s
the
man
!
He
does
me
more
good
than
anybody
.
What
a
fascinating
child
it
is
!
"
I
asked
Richard
if
any
one
knew
of
their
coming
down
together
.
He
answered
,
no
,
nobody
.
He
had
been
to
call
upon
the
dear
old
infant
—
so
he
called
Mr
.
Skimpole
—
and
the
dear
old
infant
had
told
him
where
we
were
,
and
he
had
told
the
dear
old
infant
he
was
bent
on
coming
to
see
us
,
and
the
dear
old
infant
had
directly
wanted
to
come
too
;
and
so
he
had
brought
him
.
"
And
he
is
worth
—
not
to
say
his
sordid
expenses
—
but
thrice
his
weight
in
gold
,
"
said
Richard
.
"
He
is
such
a
cheery
fellow
.
No
worldliness
about
him
.
Fresh
and
green
-
hearted
!
"
I
certainly
did
not
see
the
proof
of
Mr
.
Skimpole
’
s
worldliness
in
his
having
his
expenses
paid
by
Richard
,
but
I
made
no
remark
about
that
.
Indeed
,
he
came
in
and
turned
our
conversation
.
He
was
charmed
to
see
me
,
said
he
had
been
shedding
delicious
tears
of
joy
and
sympathy
at
intervals
for
six
weeks
on
my
account
,
had
never
been
so
happy
as
in
hearing
of
my
progress
,
began
to
understand
the
mixture
of
good
and
evil
in
the
world
now
,
felt
that
he
appreciated
health
the
more
when
somebody
else
was
ill
,
didn
’
t
know
but
what
it
might
be
in
the
scheme
of
things
that
A
should
squint
to
make
B
happier
in
looking
straight
or
that
C
should
carry
a
wooden
leg
to
make
D
better
satisfied
with
his
flesh
and
blood
in
a
silk
stocking
.
"
My
dear
Miss
Summerson
,
here
is
our
friend
Richard
,
"
said
Mr
.
Skimpole
,
"
full
of
the
brightest
visions
of
the
future
,
which
he
evokes
out
of
the
darkness
of
Chancery
.
Now
that
’
s
delightful
,
that
’
s
inspiriting
,
that
’
s
full
of
poetry
!
In
old
times
the
woods
and
solitudes
were
made
joyous
to
the
shepherd
by
the
imaginary
piping
and
dancing
of
Pan
and
the
nymphs
.
