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Mr.
Gradgrind
,
apprised
of
his
wife
's
decease
,
made
an
expedition
from
London
,
and
buried
her
in
a
business-like
manner
.
He
then
returned
with
promptitude
to
the
national
cinder-heap
,
and
resumed
his
sifting
for
the
odds
and
ends
he
wanted
,
and
his
throwing
of
the
dust
about
into
the
eyes
of
other
people
who
wanted
other
odds
and
ends
--
in
fact
resumed
his
parliamentary
duties
.
In
the
meantime
,
Mrs.
Sparsit
kept
unwinking
watch
and
ward
.
Separated
from
her
staircase
,
all
the
week
,
by
the
length
of
iron
road
dividing
Coketown
from
the
country
house
,
she
yet
maintained
her
cat-like
observation
of
Louisa
,
through
her
husband
,
through
her
brother
,
through
James
Harthouse
,
through
the
outsides
of
letters
and
packets
,
through
everything
animate
and
inanimate
that
at
any
time
went
near
the
stairs
.
'
Your
foot
on
the
last
step
,
my
lady
,
'
said
Mrs.
Sparsit
,
apostrophizing
the
descending
figure
,
with
the
aid
of
her
threatening
mitten
,
'
and
all
your
art
shall
never
blind
me
.
'
Art
or
nature
though
,
the
original
stock
of
Louisa
's
character
or
the
graft
of
circumstances
upon
it
,
--
her
curious
reserve
did
baffle
,
while
it
stimulated
,
one
as
sagacious
as
Mrs.
Sparsit
.
There
were
times
when
Mr.
James
Harthouse
was
not
sure
of
her
.
There
were
times
when
he
could
not
read
the
face
he
had
studied
so
long
;
and
when
this
lonely
girl
was
a
greater
mystery
to
him
,
than
any
woman
of
the
world
with
a
ring
of
satellites
to
help
her
.
So
the
time
went
on
;
until
it
happened
that
Mr.
Bounderby
was
called
away
from
home
by
business
which
required
his
presence
elsewhere
,
for
three
or
four
days
.
It
was
on
a
Friday
that
he
intimated
this
to
Mrs.
Sparsit
at
the
Bank
,
adding
:
'
But
you
'll
go
down
to-morrow
,
ma'am
,
all
the
same
.
You
'll
go
down
just
as
if
I
was
there
.
It
will
make
no
difference
to
you
.
'
'
Pray
,
sir
,
'
returned
Mrs.
Sparsit
,
reproachfully
,
'
let
me
beg
you
not
to
say
that
.
Your
absence
will
make
a
vast
difference
to
me
,
sir
,
as
I
think
you
very
well
know
.
'
'
Well
,
ma'am
,
then
you
must
get
on
in
my
absence
as
well
as
you
can
,
'
said
Mr.
Bounderby
,
not
displeased
.
'
Mr.
Bounderby
,
'
retorted
Mrs.
Sparsit
,
'
your
will
is
to
me
a
law
,
sir
;
otherwise
,
it
might
be
my
inclination
to
dispute
your
kind
commands
,
not
feeling
sure
that
it
will
be
quite
so
agreeable
to
Miss
Gradgrind
to
receive
me
,
as
it
ever
is
to
your
own
munificent
hospitality
.
But
you
shall
say
no
more
,
sir
.
I
will
go
,
upon
your
invitation
.
'
'
Why
,
when
I
invite
you
to
my
house
,
ma'am
,
'
said
Bounderby
,
opening
his
eyes
,
'
I
should
hope
you
want
no
other
invitation
.
'
'
No
,
indeed
,
sir
,
'
returned
Mrs.
Sparsit
,
'
I
should
hope
not
.
Say
no
more
,
sir
.
I
would
,
sir
,
I
could
see
you
gay
again
.
'
'
What
do
you
mean
,
ma'am
?
'
blustered
Bounderby
.
