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'
Bless
thee
!
Will
soombody
be
pleased
to
coover
my
face
!
'
They
carried
him
very
gently
along
the
fields
,
and
down
the
lanes
,
and
over
the
wide
landscape
;
Rachael
always
holding
the
hand
in
hers
.
Very
few
whispers
broke
the
mournful
silence
.
It
was
soon
a
funeral
procession
.
The
star
had
shown
him
where
to
find
the
God
of
the
poor
;
and
through
humility
,
and
sorrow
,
and
forgiveness
,
he
had
gone
to
his
Redeemer
's
rest
.
Before
the
ring
formed
round
the
Old
Hell
Shaft
was
broken
,
one
figure
had
disappeared
from
within
it
.
Mr.
Bounderby
and
his
shadow
had
not
stood
near
Louisa
,
who
held
her
father
's
arm
,
but
in
a
retired
place
by
themselves
.
When
Mr.
Gradgrind
was
summoned
to
the
couch
,
Sissy
,
attentive
to
all
that
happened
,
slipped
behind
that
wicked
shadow
--
a
sight
in
the
horror
of
his
face
,
if
there
had
been
eyes
there
for
any
sight
but
one
--
and
whispered
in
his
ear
.
Without
turning
his
head
,
he
conferred
with
her
a
few
moments
,
and
vanished
.
Thus
the
whelp
had
gone
out
of
the
circle
before
the
people
moved
.
When
the
father
reached
home
,
he
sent
a
message
to
Mr.
Bounderby
's
,
desiring
his
son
to
come
to
him
directly
.
The
reply
was
,
that
Mr.
Bounderby
having
missed
him
in
the
crowd
,
and
seeing
nothing
of
him
since
,
had
supposed
him
to
be
at
Stone
Lodge
.
'
I
believe
,
father
,
'
said
Louisa
,
'
he
will
not
come
back
to
town
to-night
.
'
Mr.
Gradgrind
turned
away
,
and
said
no
more
.
In
the
morning
,
he
went
down
to
the
Bank
himself
as
soon
as
it
was
opened
,
and
seeing
his
son
's
place
empty
(
he
had
not
the
courage
to
look
in
at
first
)
went
back
along
the
street
to
meet
Mr.
Bounderby
on
his
way
there
.
To
whom
he
said
that
,
for
reasons
he
would
soon
explain
,
but
entreated
not
then
to
be
asked
for
,
he
had
found
it
necessary
to
employ
his
son
at
a
distance
for
a
little
while
.
Also
,
that
he
was
charged
with
the
duty
of
vindicating
Stephen
Blackpool
's
memory
,
and
declaring
the
thief
.
Mr.
Bounderby
quite
confounded
,
stood
stock-still
in
the
street
after
his
father-in-law
had
left
him
,
swelling
like
an
immense
soap-bubble
,
without
its
beauty
.
Mr.
Gradgrind
went
home
,
locked
himself
in
his
room
,
and
kept
it
all
that
day
.
When
Sissy
and
Louisa
tapped
at
his
door
,
he
said
,
without
opening
it
,
'
Not
now
,
my
dears
;
in
the
evening
.
'
On
their
return
in
the
evening
,
he
said
,
'
I
am
not
able
yet
--
to-morrow
.
'
He
ate
nothing
all
day
,
and
had
no
candle
after
dark
;
and
they
heard
him
walking
to
and
fro
late
at
night
.
But
,
in
the
morning
he
appeared
at
breakfast
at
the
usual
hour
,
and
took
his
usual
place
at
the
table
.
Aged
and
bent
he
looked
,
and
quite
bowed
down
;
and
yet
he
looked
a
wiser
man
,
and
a
better
man
,
than
in
the
days
when
in
this
life
he
wanted
nothing
--
but
Facts
.
Before
he
left
the
room
,
he
appointed
a
time
for
them
to
come
to
him
;
and
so
,
with
his
gray
head
drooping
,
went
away
.
'
Dear
father
,
'
said
Louisa
,
when
they
kept
their
appointment
,
'
you
have
three
young
children
left
.
They
will
be
different
,
I
will
be
different
yet
,
with
Heaven
's
help
.
'
