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This
again
made
the
excellent
woman
vastly
sentimental
.
She
was
so
humble
withal
,
that
when
Louisa
appeared
,
she
rose
,
protesting
she
never
could
think
of
sitting
in
that
place
under
existing
circumstances
,
often
as
she
had
had
the
honour
of
making
Mr.
Bounderby
's
breakfast
,
before
Mrs.
Gradgrind
--
she
begged
pardon
,
she
meant
to
say
Miss
Bounderby
--
she
hoped
to
be
excused
,
but
she
really
could
not
get
it
right
yet
,
though
she
trusted
to
become
familiar
with
it
by
and
by
--
had
assumed
her
present
position
.
It
was
only
(
she
observed
)
because
Miss
Gradgrind
happened
to
be
a
little
late
,
and
Mr.
Bounderby
's
time
was
so
very
precious
,
and
she
knew
it
of
old
to
be
so
essential
that
he
should
breakfast
to
the
moment
,
that
she
had
taken
the
liberty
of
complying
with
his
request
;
long
as
his
will
had
been
a
law
to
her
.
'
There
!
Stop
where
you
are
,
ma'am
,
'
said
Mr.
Bounderby
,
'
stop
where
you
are
!
Mrs.
Bounderby
will
be
very
glad
to
be
relieved
of
the
trouble
,
I
believe
.
'
'
Do
n't
say
that
,
sir
,
'
returned
Mrs.
Sparsit
,
almost
with
severity
,
'
because
that
is
very
unkind
to
Mrs.
Bounderby
.
And
to
be
unkind
is
not
to
be
you
,
sir
.
'
'
You
may
set
your
mind
at
rest
,
ma'am
.
--
You
can
take
it
very
quietly
,
ca
n't
you
,
Loo
?
'
said
Mr.
Bounderby
,
in
a
blustering
way
to
his
wife
.
'
Of
course
.
It
is
of
no
moment
.
Why
should
it
be
of
any
importance
to
me
?
'
'
Why
should
it
be
of
any
importance
to
any
one
,
Mrs.
Sparsit
,
ma'am
?
'
said
Mr.
Bounderby
,
swelling
with
a
sense
of
slight
.
'
You
attach
too
much
importance
to
these
things
,
ma'am
.
By
George
,
you
'll
be
corrupted
in
some
of
your
notions
here
.
You
are
old-fashioned
,
ma'am
.
You
are
behind
Tom
Gradgrind
's
children
's
time
.
'
'
What
is
the
matter
with
you
?
'
asked
Louisa
,
coldly
surprised
.
'
What
has
given
you
offence
?
'
'
Offence
!
'
repeated
Bounderby
.
'
Do
you
suppose
if
there
was
any
offence
given
me
,
I
should
n't
name
it
,
and
request
to
have
it
corrected
?
I
am
a
straightforward
man
,
I
believe
.
I
do
n't
go
beating
about
for
side-winds
.
'
'
I
suppose
no
one
ever
had
occasion
to
think
you
too
diffident
,
or
too
delicate
,
'
Louisa
answered
him
composedly
:
'
I
have
never
made
that
objection
to
you
,
either
as
a
child
or
as
a
woman
.
I
do
n't
understand
what
you
would
have
.
'
