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'
Beg
your
pardon
,
really
!
'
said
the
stranger
.
'
Was
--
?
'
Mrs.
Sparsit
repeated
,
'
A
Powler
.
'
'
Powler
Family
,
'
said
the
stranger
,
after
reflecting
a
few
moments
.
Mrs.
Sparsit
signified
assent
.
The
stranger
seemed
a
little
more
fatigued
than
before
.
'
You
must
be
very
much
bored
here
?
'
was
the
inference
he
drew
from
the
communication
.
'
I
am
the
servant
of
circumstances
,
sir
,
'
said
Mrs.
Sparsit
,
'
and
I
have
long
adapted
myself
to
the
governing
power
of
my
life
.
'
'
Very
philosophical
,
'
returned
the
stranger
,
'
and
very
exemplary
and
laudable
,
and
--
'
It
seemed
to
be
scarcely
worth
his
while
to
finish
the
sentence
,
so
he
played
with
his
watch-chain
wearily
.
'
May
I
be
permitted
to
ask
,
sir
,
'
said
Mrs.
Sparsit
,
'
to
what
I
am
indebted
for
the
favour
of
--
'
'
Assuredly
,
'
said
the
stranger
.
'
Much
obliged
to
you
for
reminding
me
.
I
am
the
bearer
of
a
letter
of
introduction
to
Mr.
Bounderby
,
the
banker
.
Walking
through
this
extraordinarily
black
town
,
while
they
were
getting
dinner
ready
at
the
hotel
,
I
asked
a
fellow
whom
I
met
;
one
of
the
working
people
;
who
appeared
to
have
been
taking
a
shower-bath
of
something
fluffy
,
which
I
assume
to
be
the
raw
material
--
'
Mrs.
Sparsit
inclined
her
head
.