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'
Not
to
me
,
you
know
,
'
said
Bounderby
.
(
Gusty
weather
with
deceitful
calms
.
One
now
prevailing
.
)
'
O
no
,
sir
.
Not
to
yo
.
'
'
As
for
me
,
any
consideration
for
me
has
had
just
nothing
at
all
to
do
with
it
,
'
said
Bounderby
,
still
in
confidence
with
the
wall
.
'
If
only
Josiah
Bounderby
of
Coketown
had
been
in
question
,
you
would
have
joined
and
made
no
bones
about
it
?
'
'
Why
yes
,
sir
.
'
Tis
true
.
'
'
Though
he
knows
,
'
said
Mr.
Bounderby
,
now
blowing
a
gale
,
'
that
there
are
a
set
of
rascals
and
rebels
whom
transportation
is
too
good
for
!
Now
,
Mr.
Harthouse
,
you
have
been
knocking
about
in
the
world
some
time
.
Did
you
ever
meet
with
anything
like
that
man
out
of
this
blessed
country
?
'
And
Mr.
Bounderby
pointed
him
out
for
inspection
,
with
an
angry
finger
.
'
Nay
,
ma'am
,
'
said
Stephen
Blackpool
,
staunchly
protesting
against
the
words
that
had
been
used
,
and
instinctively
addressing
himself
to
Louisa
,
after
glancing
at
her
face
.
'
Not
rebels
,
nor
yet
rascals
.
Nowt
o
'
th
'
kind
,
ma'am
,
nowt
o
'
th
'
kind
.
They
've
not
doon
me
a
kindness
,
ma'am
,
as
I
know
and
feel
.
But
there
's
not
a
dozen
men
amoong
'em
,
ma'am
--
a
dozen
?
Not
six
--
but
what
believes
as
he
has
doon
his
duty
by
the
rest
and
by
himseln
.
God
forbid
as
I
,
that
ha
'
known
,
and
had
'n
experience
o
'
these
men
aw
my
life
--
I
,
that
ha
'
ett
'n
an
'
droonken
wi
'
'em
,
an
'
seet
'n
wi
'
'em
,
and
toil
'n
wi
'
'em
,
and
lov
'n
'em
,
should
fail
fur
to
stan
by
'em
wi
'
the
truth
,
let
'em
ha
'
doon
to
me
what
they
may
!
'
He
spoke
with
the
rugged
earnestness
of
his
place
and
character
--
deepened
perhaps
by
a
proud
consciousness
that
he
was
faithful
to
his
class
under
all
their
mistrust
;
but
he
fully
remembered
where
he
was
,
and
did
not
even
raise
his
voice
.
'
No
,
ma'am
,
no
.
They
're
true
to
one
another
,
faithfo
'
to
one
another
,
'
fectionate
to
one
another
,
e
'
en
to
death
.
Be
poor
amoong
'em
,
be
sick
amoong
'em
,
grieve
amoong
'em
for
onny
o
'
th
'
monny
causes
that
carries
grief
to
the
poor
man
's
door
,
an
'
they
'll
be
tender
wi
'
yo
,
gentle
wi
'
yo
,
comfortable
wi
'
yo
,
Chrisen
wi
'
yo
.
Be
sure
o
'
that
,
ma'am
.
They
'd
be
riven
to
bits
,
ere
ever
they
'd
be
different
.
'
'
In
short
,
'
said
Mr.
Bounderby
,
'
it
's
because
they
are
so
full
of
virtues
that
they
have
turned
you
adrift
.
Go
through
with
it
while
you
are
about
it
.
Out
with
it
.
'
