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In
truth
,
Mrs.
Gradgrind
's
stock
of
facts
in
general
was
woefully
defective
;
but
Mr.
Gradgrind
in
raising
her
to
her
high
matrimonial
position
,
had
been
influenced
by
two
reasons
.
Firstly
,
she
was
most
satisfactory
as
a
question
of
figures
;
and
,
secondly
,
she
had
'
no
nonsense
'
about
her
.
By
nonsense
he
meant
fancy
;
and
truly
it
is
probable
she
was
as
free
from
any
alloy
of
that
nature
,
as
any
human
being
not
arrived
at
the
perfection
of
an
absolute
idiot
,
ever
was
.
The
simple
circumstance
of
being
left
alone
with
her
husband
and
Mr.
Bounderby
,
was
sufficient
to
stun
this
admirable
lady
again
without
collision
between
herself
and
any
other
fact
.
So
,
she
once
more
died
away
,
and
nobody
minded
her
.
'
Bounderby
,
'
said
Mr.
Gradgrind
,
drawing
a
chair
to
the
fireside
,
'
you
are
always
so
interested
in
my
young
people
--
particularly
in
Louisa
--
that
I
make
no
apology
for
saying
to
you
,
I
am
very
much
vexed
by
this
discovery
.
I
have
systematically
devoted
myself
(
as
you
know
)
to
the
education
of
the
reason
of
my
family
.
The
reason
is
(
as
you
know
)
the
only
faculty
to
which
education
should
be
addressed
.
'
And
yet
,
Bounderby
,
it
would
appear
from
this
unexpected
circumstance
of
to-day
,
though
in
itself
a
trifling
one
,
as
if
something
had
crept
into
Thomas
's
and
Louisa
's
minds
which
is
--
or
rather
,
which
is
not
--
I
do
n't
know
that
I
can
express
myself
better
than
by
saying
--
which
has
never
been
intended
to
be
developed
,
and
in
which
their
reason
has
no
part
.
'
'
There
certainly
is
no
reason
in
looking
with
interest
at
a
parcel
of
vagabonds
,
'
returned
Bounderby
.
'
When
I
was
a
vagabond
myself
,
nobody
looked
with
any
interest
at
me
;
I
know
that
.
'
'
Then
comes
the
question
;
said
the
eminently
practical
father
,
with
his
eyes
on
the
fire
,
'
in
what
has
this
vulgar
curiosity
its
rise
?
'
'
I
'll
tell
you
in
what
.
In
idle
imagination
.
'
'
I
hope
not
,
'
said
the
eminently
practical
;
'
I
confess
,
however
,
that
the
misgiving
has
crossed
me
on
my
way
home
.
'
'
In
idle
imagination
,
Gradgrind
,
'
repeated
Bounderby
.
'
A
very
bad
thing
for
anybody
,
but
a
cursed
bad
thing
for
a
girl
like
Louisa
.
I
should
ask
Mrs.
Gradgrind
's
pardon
for
strong
expressions
,
but
that
she
knows
very
well
I
am
not
a
refined
character
.
Whoever
expects
refinement
in
me
will
be
disappointed
.
I
had
n't
a
refined
bringing
up
.
'
