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The
bread
was
new
and
crusty
,
the
butter
fresh
,
and
the
sugar
lump
,
of
course
--
in
fulfilment
of
the
standard
testimony
of
the
Coketown
magnates
,
that
these
people
lived
like
princes
,
sir
.
Rachael
made
the
tea
(
so
large
a
party
necessitated
the
borrowing
of
a
cup
)
,
and
the
visitor
enjoyed
it
mightily
.
It
was
the
first
glimpse
of
sociality
the
host
had
had
for
many
days
.
He
too
,
with
the
world
a
wide
heath
before
him
,
enjoyed
the
meal
--
again
in
corroboration
of
the
magnates
,
as
exemplifying
the
utter
want
of
calculation
on
the
part
of
these
people
,
sir
.
'
I
ha
never
thowt
yet
,
missus
,
'
said
Stephen
,
'
o
'
askin
thy
name
.
'
The
old
lady
announced
herself
as
'
Mrs.
Pegler
.
'
'
A
widder
,
I
think
?
'
said
Stephen
.
'
Oh
,
many
long
years
!
'
Mrs.
Pegler
's
husband
(
one
of
the
best
on
record
)
was
already
dead
,
by
Mrs.
Pegler
's
calculation
,
when
Stephen
was
born
.
''
Twere
a
bad
job
,
too
,
to
lose
so
good
a
one
,
'
said
Stephen
.
'
Onny
children
?
'
Mrs.
Pegler
's
cup
,
rattling
against
her
saucer
as
she
held
it
,
denoted
some
nervousness
on
her
part
.
'
No
,
'
she
said
.
'
Not
now
,
not
now
.
'
'
Dead
,
Stephen
,
'
Rachael
softly
hinted
.
'
I
'm
sooary
I
ha
spok
'n
on
'
t
,
'
said
Stephen
,
'
I
ought
t
'
hadn
in
my
mind
as
I
might
touch
a
sore
place
.
I
--
I
blame
myseln
.
'
While
he
excused
himself
,
the
old
lady
's
cup
rattled
more
and
more
.
'
I
had
a
son
,
'
she
said
,
curiously
distressed
,
and
not
by
any
of
the
usual
appearances
of
sorrow
;
'
and
he
did
well
,
wonderfully
well
.
But
he
is
not
to
be
spoken
of
if
you
please
.
