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‘
I
beg
your
pardon
,
sir
.
Miss
Mowcher
is
down
here
.
’
‘
Who
?
’
cried
Steerforth
,
much
astonished
.
‘
Miss
Mowcher
,
sir
.
’
‘
Why
,
what
on
earth
does
she
do
here
?
’
said
Steerforth
.
‘
It
appears
to
be
her
native
part
of
the
country
,
sir
.
She
informs
me
that
she
makes
one
of
her
professional
visits
here
,
every
year
,
sir
.
I
met
her
in
the
street
this
afternoon
,
and
she
wished
to
know
if
she
might
have
the
honour
of
waiting
on
you
after
dinner
,
sir
.
’
‘
Do
you
know
the
Giantess
in
question
,
Daisy
?
’
inquired
Steerforth
.
I
was
obliged
to
confess
—
I
felt
ashamed
,
even
of
being
at
this
disadvantage
before
Littimer
—
that
Miss
Mowcher
and
I
were
wholly
unacquainted
.
‘
Then
you
shall
know
her
,
’
said
Steerforth
,
‘
for
she
is
one
of
the
seven
wonders
of
the
world
.
When
Miss
Mowcher
comes
,
show
her
in
.
’
I
felt
some
curiosity
and
excitement
about
this
lady
,
especially
as
Steerforth
burst
into
a
fit
of
laughing
when
I
referred
to
her
,
and
positively
refused
to
answer
any
question
of
which
I
made
her
the
subject
.
I
remained
,
therefore
,
in
a
state
of
considerable
expectation
until
the
cloth
had
been
removed
some
half
an
hour
,
and
we
were
sitting
over
our
decanter
of
wine
before
the
fire
,
when
the
door
opened
,
and
Littimer
,
with
his
habitual
serenity
quite
undisturbed
,
announced
:
