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Although
the
morning
was
raw
,
and
although
the
fog
still
seemed
heavy
—
I
say
seemed
,
for
the
windows
were
so
encrusted
with
dirt
that
they
would
have
made
midsummer
sunshine
dim
—
I
was
sufficiently
forewarned
of
the
discomfort
within
doors
at
that
early
hour
and
sufficiently
curious
about
London
to
think
it
a
good
idea
on
the
part
of
Miss
Jellyby
when
she
proposed
that
we
should
go
out
for
a
walk
.
"
Ma
won
’
t
be
down
for
ever
so
long
,
"
she
said
,
"
and
then
it
’
s
a
chance
if
breakfast
’
s
ready
for
an
hour
afterwards
,
they
dawdle
so
.
As
to
Pa
,
he
gets
what
he
can
and
goes
to
the
office
.
He
never
has
what
you
would
call
a
regular
breakfast
.
Priscilla
leaves
him
out
the
loaf
and
some
milk
,
when
there
is
any
,
overnight
.
Sometimes
there
isn
’
t
any
milk
,
and
sometimes
the
cat
drinks
it
.
But
I
’
m
afraid
you
must
be
tired
,
Miss
Summerson
,
and
perhaps
you
would
rather
go
to
bed
.
"
"
I
am
not
at
all
tired
,
my
dear
,
"
said
I
,
"
and
would
much
prefer
to
go
out
.
"
"
If
you
’
re
sure
you
would
,
"
returned
Miss
Jellyby
,
"
I
’
ll
get
my
things
on
.
"
Ada
said
she
would
go
too
,
and
was
soon
astir
.
I
made
a
proposal
to
Peepy
,
in
default
of
being
able
to
do
anything
better
for
him
,
that
he
should
let
me
wash
him
and
afterwards
lay
him
down
on
my
bed
again
.
To
this
he
submitted
with
the
best
grace
possible
,
staring
at
me
during
the
whole
operation
as
if
he
never
had
been
,
and
never
could
again
be
,
so
astonished
in
his
life
—
looking
very
miserable
also
,
certainly
,
but
making
no
complaint
,
and
going
snugly
to
sleep
as
soon
as
it
was
over
.
At
first
I
was
in
two
minds
about
taking
such
a
liberty
,
but
I
soon
reflected
that
nobody
in
the
house
was
likely
to
notice
it
.
What
with
the
bustle
of
dispatching
Peepy
and
the
bustle
of
getting
myself
ready
and
helping
Ada
,
I
was
soon
quite
in
a
glow
.
We
found
Miss
Jellyby
trying
to
warm
herself
at
the
fire
in
the
writing
-
room
,
which
Priscilla
was
then
lighting
with
a
smutty
parlour
candlestick
,
throwing
the
candle
in
to
make
it
burn
better
.
Everything
was
just
as
we
had
left
it
last
night
and
was
evidently
intended
to
remain
so
.
Below
-
stairs
the
dinner
-
cloth
had
not
been
taken
away
,
but
had
been
left
ready
for
breakfast
.
Crumbs
,
dust
,
and
waste
-
paper
were
all
over
the
house
.
Some
pewter
pots
and
a
milk
-
can
hung
on
the
area
railings
;
the
door
stood
open
;
and
we
met
the
cook
round
the
corner
coming
out
of
a
public
-
house
,
wiping
her
mouth
.
She
mentioned
,
as
she
passed
us
,
that
she
had
been
to
see
what
o
’
clock
it
was
.
But
before
we
met
the
cook
,
we
met
Richard
,
who
was
dancing
up
and
down
Thavies
Inn
to
warm
his
feet
.
He
was
agreeably
surprised
to
see
us
stirring
so
soon
and
said
he
would
gladly
share
our
walk
.
So
he
took
care
of
Ada
,
and
Miss
Jellyby
and
I
went
first
.
I
may
mention
that
Miss
Jellyby
had
relapsed
into
her
sulky
manner
and
that
I
really
should
not
have
thought
she
liked
me
much
unless
she
had
told
me
so
.
"
Where
would
you
wish
to
go
?
"
she
asked
.
"
Anywhere
,
my
dear
,
"
I
replied
.
"
Anywhere
’
s
nowhere
,
"
said
Miss
Jellyby
,
stopping
perversely
.
"
Let
us
go
somewhere
at
any
rate
,
"
said
I
.
She
then
walked
me
on
very
fast
.
"
I
don
’
t
care
!
"
she
said
.
"
Now
,
you
are
my
witness
,
Miss
Summerson
,
I
say
I
don
’
t
care
—
but
if
he
was
to
come
to
our
house
with
his
great
,
shining
,
lumpy
forehead
night
after
night
till
he
was
as
old
as
Methuselah
,
I
wouldn
’
t
have
anything
to
say
to
him
.
Such
ASSES
as
he
and
Ma
make
of
themselves
!
"
"
My
dear
!
"
I
remonstrated
,
in
allusion
to
the
epithet
and
the
vigorous
emphasis
Miss
Jellyby
set
upon
it
.
"
Your
duty
as
a
child
—
"
"
Oh
!
Don
’
t
talk
of
duty
as
a
child
,
Miss
Summerson
;
where
’
s
Ma
’
s
duty
as
a
parent
?
All
made
over
to
the
public
and
Africa
,
I
suppose
!
Then
let
the
public
and
Africa
show
duty
as
a
child
;
it
’
s
much
more
their
affair
than
mine
.
You
are
shocked
,
I
dare
say
!
Very
well
,
so
am
I
shocked
too
;
so
we
are
both
shocked
,
and
there
’
s
an
end
of
it
!
"
She
walked
me
on
faster
yet
.
"
But
for
all
that
,
I
say
again
,
he
may
come
,
and
come
,
and
come
,
and
I
won
’
t
have
anything
to
say
to
him
.
I
can
’
t
bear
him
.
If
there
’
s
any
stuff
in
the
world
that
I
hate
and
detest
,
it
’
s
the
stuff
he
and
Ma
talk
.
I
wonder
the
very
paving
-
stones
opposite
our
house
can
have
the
patience
to
stay
there
and
be
a
witness
of
such
inconsistencies
and
contradictions
as
all
that
sounding
nonsense
,
and
Ma
’
s
management
!
"
I
could
not
but
understand
her
to
refer
to
Mr
.
Quale
,
the
young
gentleman
who
had
appeared
after
dinner
yesterday
.
I
was
saved
the
disagreeable
necessity
of
pursuing
the
subject
by
Richard
and
Ada
coming
up
at
a
round
pace
,
laughing
and
asking
us
if
we
meant
to
run
a
race
.
Thus
interrupted
,
Miss
Jellyby
became
silent
and
walked
moodily
on
at
my
side
while
I
admired
the
long
successions
and
varieties
of
streets
,
the
quantity
of
people
already
going
to
and
fro
,
the
number
of
vehicles
passing
and
repassing
,
the
busy
preparations
in
the
setting
forth
of
shop
windows
and
the
sweeping
out
of
shops
,
and
the
extraordinary
creatures
in
rags
secretly
groping
among
the
swept
-
out
rubbish
for
pins
and
other
refuse
.
"
So
,
cousin
,
"
said
the
cheerful
voice
of
Richard
to
Ada
behind
me
.
"
We
are
never
to
get
out
of
Chancery
!
We
have
come
by
another
way
to
our
place
of
meeting
yesterday
,
and
—
by
the
Great
Seal
,
here
’
s
the
old
lady
again
!
"
Truly
,
there
she
was
,
immediately
in
front
of
us
,
curtsying
,
and
smiling
,
and
saying
with
her
yesterday
’
s
air
of
patronage
,
"
The
wards
in
Jarndyce
!
Ve
-
ry
happy
,
I
am
sure
!
"
"
You
are
out
early
,
ma
’
am
,
"
said
I
as
she
curtsied
to
me
.
"
Ye
-
es
!
I
usually
walk
here
early
.
Before
the
court
sits
.
It
’
s
retired
.
I
collect
my
thoughts
here
for
the
business
of
the
day
,
"
said
the
old
lady
mincingly
.
"
The
business
of
the
day
requires
a
great
deal
of
thought
.
Chancery
justice
is
so
ve
-
ry
difficult
to
follow
.
"
"
Who
’
s
this
,
Miss
Summerson
?
"
whispered
Miss
Jellyby
,
drawing
my
arm
tighter
through
her
own
.
The
little
old
lady
’
s
hearing
was
remarkably
quick
.
She
answered
for
herself
directly
.
"
A
suitor
,
my
child
.
At
your
service
.
I
have
the
honour
to
attend
court
regularly
.
With
my
documents
.
Have
I
the
pleasure
of
addressing
another
of
the
youthful
parties
in
Jarndyce
?
"
said
the
old
lady
,
recovering
herself
,
with
her
head
on
one
side
,
from
a
very
low
curtsy
.
Richard
,
anxious
to
atone
for
his
thoughtlessness
of
yesterday
,
good
-
naturedly
explained
that
Miss
Jellyby
was
not
connected
with
the
suit
.
"
Ha
!
"
said
the
old
lady
.
"
She
does
not
expect
a
judgment
?
She
will
still
grow
old
.
But
not
so
old
.
Oh
,
dear
,
no
!
This
is
the
garden
of
Lincoln
’
s
Inn
.
I
call
it
my
garden
.
It
is
quite
a
bower
in
the
summer
-
time
.
Where
the
birds
sing
melodiously
.
I
pass
the
greater
part
of
the
long
vacation
here
.
In
contemplation
.
You
find
the
long
vacation
exceedingly
long
,
don
’
t
you
?
"
We
said
yes
,
as
she
seemed
to
expect
us
to
say
so
.
"
When
the
leaves
are
falling
from
the
trees
and
there
are
no
more
flowers
in
bloom
to
make
up
into
nosegays
for
the
Lord
Chancellor
’
s
court
,
"
said
the
old
lady
,
"
the
vacation
is
fulfilled
and
the
sixth
seal
,
mentioned
in
the
Revelations
,
again
prevails
.
Pray
come
and
see
my
lodging
.
It
will
be
a
good
omen
for
me
.
Youth
,
and
hope
,
and
beauty
are
very
seldom
there
.
It
is
a
long
,
long
time
since
I
had
a
visit
from
either
.
"
She
had
taken
my
hand
,
and
leading
me
and
Miss
Jellyby
away
,
beckoned
Richard
and
Ada
to
come
too
.
I
did
not
know
how
to
excuse
myself
and
looked
to
Richard
for
aid
.
As
he
was
half
amused
and
half
curious
and
all
in
doubt
how
to
get
rid
of
the
old
lady
without
offence
,
she
continued
to
lead
us
away
,
and
he
and
Ada
continued
to
follow
,
our
strange
conductress
informing
us
all
the
time
,
with
much
smiling
condescension
,
that
she
lived
close
by
.
It
was
quite
true
,
as
it
soon
appeared
.
She
lived
so
close
by
that
we
had
not
time
to
have
done
humouring
her
for
a
few
moments
before
she
was
at
home
.
Slipping
us
out
at
a
little
side
gate
,
the
old
lady
stopped
most
unexpectedly
in
a
narrow
back
street
,
part
of
some
courts
and
lanes
immediately
outside
the
wall
of
the
inn
,
and
said
,
"
This
is
my
lodging
.
Pray
walk
up
!
"
She
had
stopped
at
a
shop
over
which
was
written
KROOK
,
RAG
AND
BOTTLE
WAREHOUSE
.
Also
,
in
long
thin
letters
,
KROOK
,
DEALER
IN
MARINE
STORES
.
In
one
part
of
the
window
was
a
picture
of
a
red
paper
mill
at
which
a
cart
was
unloading
a
quantity
of
sacks
of
old
rags
.
In
another
was
the
inscription
BONES
BOUGHT
.
In
another
,
KITCHEN
-
STUFF
BOUGHT
.
In
another
,
OLD
IRON
BOUGHT
.
In
another
,
WASTE
-
PAPER
BOUGHT
.
In
another
,
LADIES
’
AND
GENTLEMEN
’
S
WARDROBES
BOUGHT
.
Everything
seemed
to
be
bought
and
nothing
to
be
sold
there
.
In
all
parts
of
the
window
were
quantities
of
dirty
bottles
—
blacking
bottles
,
medicine
bottles
,
ginger
-
beer
and
soda
-
water
bottles
,
pickle
bottles
,
wine
bottles
,
ink
bottles
;
I
am
reminded
by
mentioning
the
latter
that
the
shop
had
in
several
little
particulars
the
air
of
being
in
a
legal
neighbourhood
and
of
being
,
as
it
were
,
a
dirty
hanger
-
on
and
disowned
relation
of
the
law
.
There
were
a
great
many
ink
bottles
.
There
was
a
little
tottering
bench
of
shabby
old
volumes
outside
the
door
,
labelled
"
Law
Books
,
all
at
9d
.
"
Some
of
the
inscriptions
I
have
enumerated
were
written
in
law
-
hand
,
like
the
papers
I
had
seen
in
Kenge
and
Carboy
’
s
office
and
the
letters
I
had
so
long
received
from
the
firm
.
Among
them
was
one
,
in
the
same
writing
,
having
nothing
to
do
with
the
business
of
the
shop
,
but
announcing
that
a
respectable
man
aged
forty
-
five
wanted
engrossing
or
copying
to
execute
with
neatness
and
dispatch
:
Address
to
Nemo
,
care
of
Mr
.
Krook
,
within
.
There
were
several
second
-
hand
bags
,
blue
and
red
,
hanging
up
.
A
little
way
within
the
shop
-
door
lay
heaps
of
old
crackled
parchment
scrolls
and
discoloured
and
dog
’
s
-
eared
law
-
papers
.
I
could
have
fancied
that
all
the
rusty
keys
,
of
which
there
must
have
been
hundreds
huddled
together
as
old
iron
,
had
once
belonged
to
doors
of
rooms
or
strong
chests
in
lawyers
’
offices
.
The
litter
of
rags
tumbled
partly
into
and
partly
out
of
a
one
-
legged
wooden
scale
,
hanging
without
any
counterpoise
from
a
beam
,
might
have
been
counsellors
’
bands
and
gowns
torn
up
.
One
had
only
to
fancy
,
as
Richard
whispered
to
Ada
and
me
while
we
all
stood
looking
in
,
that
yonder
bones
in
a
corner
,
piled
together
and
picked
very
clean
,
were
the
bones
of
clients
,
to
make
the
picture
complete
.
As
it
was
still
foggy
and
dark
,
and
as
the
shop
was
blinded
besides
by
the
wall
of
Lincoln
’
s
Inn
,
intercepting
the
light
within
a
couple
of
yards
,
we
should
not
have
seen
so
much
but
for
a
lighted
lantern
that
an
old
man
in
spectacles
and
a
hairy
cap
was
carrying
about
in
the
shop
.
Turning
towards
the
door
,
he
now
caught
sight
of
us
.
He
was
short
,
cadaverous
,
and
withered
,
with
his
head
sunk
sideways
between
his
shoulders
and
the
breath
issuing
in
visible
smoke
from
his
mouth
as
if
he
were
on
fire
within
.
His
throat
,
chin
,
and
eyebrows
were
so
frosted
with
white
hairs
and
so
gnarled
with
veins
and
puckered
skin
that
he
looked
from
his
breast
upward
like
some
old
root
in
a
fall
of
snow
.
"
Hi
,
hi
!
"
said
the
old
man
,
coming
to
the
door
.
"
Have
you
anything
to
sell
?
"
We
naturally
drew
back
and
glanced
at
our
conductress
,
who
had
been
trying
to
open
the
house
-
door
with
a
key
she
had
taken
from
her
pocket
,
and
to
whom
Richard
now
said
that
as
we
had
had
the
pleasure
of
seeing
where
she
lived
,
we
would
leave
her
,
being
pressed
for
time
.
But
she
was
not
to
be
so
easily
left
.
She
became
so
fantastically
and
pressingly
earnest
in
her
entreaties
that
we
would
walk
up
and
see
her
apartment
for
an
instant
,
and
was
so
bent
,
in
her
harmless
way
,
on
leading
me
in
,
as
part
of
the
good
omen
she
desired
,
that
I
(
whatever
the
others
might
do
)
saw
nothing
for
it
but
to
comply
.
I
suppose
we
were
all
more
or
less
curious
;
at
any
rate
,
when
the
old
man
added
his
persuasions
to
hers
and
said
,
"
Aye
,
aye
!
Please
her
!
It
won
’
t
take
a
minute
!
Come
in
,
come
in
!
Come
in
through
the
shop
if
t
’
other
door
’
s
out
of
order
!
"
we
all
went
in
,
stimulated
by
Richard
’
s
laughing
encouragement
and
relying
on
his
protection
.
"
My
landlord
,
Krook
,
"
said
the
little
old
lady
,
condescending
to
him
from
her
lofty
station
as
she
presented
him
to
us
.
"
He
is
called
among
the
neighbours
the
Lord
Chancellor
.
His
shop
is
called
the
Court
of
Chancery
.
He
is
a
very
eccentric
person
.
He
is
very
odd
.
Oh
,
I
assure
you
he
is
very
odd
!
"
She
shook
her
head
a
great
many
times
and
tapped
her
forehead
with
her
finger
to
express
to
us
that
we
must
have
the
goodness
to
excuse
him
,
"
For
he
is
a
little
—
you
know
—
M
!
"
said
the
old
lady
with
great
stateliness
.
The
old
man
overheard
,
and
laughed
.
"
It
’
s
true
enough
,
"
he
said
,
going
before
us
with
the
lantern
,
"
that
they
call
me
the
Lord
Chancellor
and
call
my
shop
Chancery
.
And
why
do
you
think
they
call
me
the
Lord
Chancellor
and
my
shop
Chancery
?
"
"
I
don
’
t
know
,
I
am
sure
!
"
said
Richard
rather
carelessly
.
"
You
see
,
"
said
the
old
man
,
stopping
and
turning
round
,
"
they
—
Hi
!
Here
’
s
lovely
hair
!
I
have
got
three
sacks
of
ladies
’
hair
below
,
but
none
so
beautiful
and
fine
as
this
.
What
colour
,
and
what
texture
!
"
"
That
’
ll
do
,
my
good
friend
!
"
said
Richard
,
strongly
disapproving
of
his
having
drawn
one
of
Ada
’
s
tresses
through
his
yellow
hand
.
"
You
can
admire
as
the
rest
of
us
do
without
taking
that
liberty
.
"
The
old
man
darted
at
him
a
sudden
look
which
even
called
my
attention
from
Ada
,
who
,
startled
and
blushing
,
was
so
remarkably
beautiful
that
she
seemed
to
fix
the
wandering
attention
of
the
little
old
lady
herself
.
But
as
Ada
interposed
and
laughingly
said
she
could
only
feel
proud
of
such
genuine
admiration
,
Mr
.
Krook
shrunk
into
his
former
self
as
suddenly
as
he
had
leaped
out
of
it
.
"
You
see
,
I
have
so
many
things
here
,
"
he
resumed
,
holding
up
the
lantern
,
"
of
so
many
kinds
,
and
all
as
the
neighbours
think
(
but
THEY
know
nothing
)
,
wasting
away
and
going
to
rack
and
ruin
,
that
that
’
s
why
they
have
given
me
and
my
place
a
christening
.
And
I
have
so
many
old
parchmentses
and
papers
in
my
stock
.
And
I
have
a
liking
for
rust
and
must
and
cobwebs
.
And
all
’
s
fish
that
comes
to
my
net
.
And
I
can
’
t
abear
to
part
with
anything
I
once
lay
hold
of
(
or
so
my
neighbours
think
,
but
what
do
THEY
know
?
)
or
to
alter
anything
,
or
to
have
any
sweeping
,
nor
scouring
,
nor
cleaning
,
nor
repairing
going
on
about
me
.
That
’
s
the
way
I
’
ve
got
the
ill
name
of
Chancery
.
I
don
’
t
mind
.
I
go
to
see
my
noble
and
learned
brother
pretty
well
every
day
,
when
he
sits
in
the
Inn
.
He
don
’
t
notice
me
,
but
I
notice
him
.
There
’
s
no
great
odds
betwixt
us
.
We
both
grub
on
in
a
muddle
.
Hi
,
Lady
Jane
!
"
A
large
grey
cat
leaped
from
some
neighbouring
shelf
on
his
shoulder
and
startled
us
all
.
"
Hi
!
Show
’
em
how
you
scratch
.
Hi
!
Tear
,
my
lady
!
"
said
her
master
.
The
cat
leaped
down
and
ripped
at
a
bundle
of
rags
with
her
tigerish
claws
,
with
a
sound
that
it
set
my
teeth
on
edge
to
hear
.
"
She
’
d
do
as
much
for
any
one
I
was
to
set
her
on
,
"
said
the
old
man
.
"
I
deal
in
cat
-
skins
among
other
general
matters
,
and
hers
was
offered
to
me
.
It
’
s
a
very
fine
skin
,
as
you
may
see
,
but
I
didn
’
t
have
it
stripped
off
!
THAT
warn
’
t
like
Chancery
practice
though
,
says
you
!
"
He
had
by
this
time
led
us
across
the
shop
,
and
now
opened
a
door
in
the
back
part
of
it
,
leading
to
the
house
-
entry
.
As
he
stood
with
his
hand
upon
the
lock
,
the
little
old
lady
graciously
observed
to
him
before
passing
out
,
"
That
will
do
,
Krook
.
You
mean
well
,
but
are
tiresome
.
My
young
friends
are
pressed
for
time
.
I
have
none
to
spare
myself
,
having
to
attend
court
very
soon
.
My
young
friends
are
the
wards
in
Jarndyce
.
