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This
vicious
assumption
of
honesty
in
dishonesty
--
a
vice
so
dangerous
,
so
deadly
,
and
so
common
--
seemed
,
he
observed
,
a
little
to
impress
her
in
his
favour
.
He
followed
up
the
advantage
,
by
saying
in
his
pleasantest
manner
:
a
manner
to
which
she
might
attach
as
much
or
as
little
meaning
as
she
pleased
:
'
The
side
that
can
prove
anything
in
a
line
of
units
,
tens
,
hundreds
,
and
thousands
,
Mrs.
Bounderby
,
seems
to
me
to
afford
the
most
fun
,
and
to
give
a
man
the
best
chance
.
I
am
quite
as
much
attached
to
it
as
if
I
believed
it
.
I
am
quite
ready
to
go
in
for
it
,
to
the
same
extent
as
if
I
believed
it
.
And
what
more
could
I
possibly
do
,
if
I
did
believe
it
!
'
'
You
are
a
singular
politician
,
'
said
Louisa
.
'
Pardon
me
;
I
have
not
even
that
merit
.
We
are
the
largest
party
in
the
state
,
I
assure
you
,
Mrs.
Bounderby
,
if
we
all
fell
out
of
our
adopted
ranks
and
were
reviewed
together
.
'
Mr.
Bounderby
,
who
had
been
in
danger
of
bursting
in
silence
,
interposed
here
with
a
project
for
postponing
the
family
dinner
till
half-past
six
,
and
taking
Mr.
James
Harthouse
in
the
meantime
on
a
round
of
visits
to
the
voting
and
interesting
notabilities
of
Coketown
and
its
vicinity
.
The
round
of
visits
was
made
;
and
Mr.
James
Harthouse
,
with
a
discreet
use
of
his
blue
coaching
,
came
off
triumphantly
,
though
with
a
considerable
accession
of
boredom
.
In
the
evening
,
he
found
the
dinner-table
laid
for
four
,
but
they
sat
down
only
three
.
It
was
an
appropriate
occasion
for
Mr.
Bounderby
to
discuss
the
flavour
of
the
hap
'
orth
of
stewed
eels
he
had
purchased
in
the
streets
at
eight
years
old
;
and
also
of
the
inferior
water
,
specially
used
for
laying
the
dust
,
with
which
he
had
washed
down
that
repast
.
He
likewise
entertained
his
guest
over
the
soup
and
fish
,
with
the
calculation
that
he
(
Bounderby
)
had
eaten
in
his
youth
at
least
three
horses
under
the
guise
of
polonies
and
saveloys
.
These
recitals
,
Jem
,
in
a
languid
manner
,
received
with
'
charming
!
'
every
now
and
then
;
and
they
probably
would
have
decided
him
to
'
go
in
'
for
Jerusalem
again
to-morrow
morning
,
had
he
been
less
curious
respecting
Louisa
.
'
Is
there
nothing
,
'
he
thought
,
glancing
at
her
as
she
sat
at
the
head
of
the
table
,
where
her
youthful
figure
,
small
and
slight
,
but
very
graceful
,
looked
as
pretty
as
it
looked
misplaced
;
'
is
there
nothing
that
will
move
that
face
?
'
Yes
!
By
Jupiter
,
there
was
something
,
and
here
it
was
,
in
an
unexpected
shape
.
Tom
appeared
.
She
changed
as
the
door
opened
,
and
broke
into
a
beaming
smile
.
A
beautiful
smile
.
Mr.
James
Harthouse
might
not
have
thought
so
much
of
it
,
but
that
he
had
wondered
so
long
at
her
impassive
face
.
She
put
out
her
hand
--
a
pretty
little
soft
hand
;
and
her
fingers
closed
upon
her
brother
's
,
as
if
she
would
have
carried
them
to
her
lips
.
'
Ay
,
ay
?
'
thought
the
visitor
.
'
This
whelp
is
the
only
creature
she
cares
for
.
So
,
so
!
'
