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'
Now
I
tell
you
what
,
Gradgrind
!
'
said
Mr.
Bounderby
.
'
Turn
this
girl
to
the
right
about
,
and
there
's
an
end
of
it
.
'
'
I
am
much
of
your
opinion
.
'
'
Do
it
at
once
,
'
said
Bounderby
,
'
has
always
been
my
motto
from
a
child
.
When
I
thought
I
would
run
away
from
my
egg-box
and
my
grandmother
,
I
did
it
at
once
.
Do
you
the
same
.
Do
this
at
once
!
'
'
Are
you
walking
?
'
asked
his
friend
.
'
I
have
the
father
's
address
.
Perhaps
you
would
not
mind
walking
to
town
with
me
?
'
'
Not
the
least
in
the
world
,
'
said
Mr.
Bounderby
,
'
as
long
as
you
do
it
at
once
!
'
So
,
Mr.
Bounderby
threw
on
his
hat
--
he
always
threw
it
on
,
as
expressing
a
man
who
had
been
far
too
busily
employed
in
making
himself
,
to
acquire
any
fashion
of
wearing
his
hat
--
and
with
his
hands
in
his
pockets
,
sauntered
out
into
the
hall
.
'
I
never
wear
gloves
,
'
it
was
his
custom
to
say
.
'
I
did
n't
climb
up
the
ladder
in
them
.
--
Should
n't
be
so
high
up
,
if
I
had
.
'
Being
left
to
saunter
in
the
hall
a
minute
or
two
while
Mr.
Gradgrind
went
up-stairs
for
the
address
,
he
opened
the
door
of
the
children
's
study
and
looked
into
that
serene
floor-clothed
apartment
,
which
,
notwithstanding
its
book-cases
and
its
cabinets
and
its
variety
of
learned
and
philosophical
appliances
,
had
much
of
the
genial
aspect
of
a
room
devoted
to
hair-cutting
Louisa
languidly
leaned
upon
the
window
looking
out
,
without
looking
at
anything
,
while
young
Thomas
stood
sniffing
revengefully
at
the
fire
.
Adam
Smith
and
Malthus
,
two
younger
Gradgrinds
,
were
out
at
lecture
in
custody
;
and
little
Jane
,
after
manufacturing
a
good
deal
of
moist
pipe-clay
on
her
face
with
slate-pencil
and
tears
,
had
fallen
asleep
over
vulgar
fractions
.
'
It
's
all
right
now
,
Louisa
:
it
's
all
right
,
young
Thomas
,
'
said
Mr.
Bounderby
;
'
you
wo
n't
do
so
any
more
.
I
'll
answer
for
it
's
being
all
over
with
father
.
Well
,
Louisa
,
that
's
worth
a
kiss
,
is
n't
it
?
'
'
You
can
take
one
,
Mr.
Bounderby
,
'
returned
Louisa
,
when
she
had
coldly
paused
,
and
slowly
walked
across
the
room
,
and
ungraciously
raised
her
cheek
towards
him
,
with
her
face
turned
away
.
