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'
A
Jothkin
--
a
Carter
.
Make
up
your
mind
quick
,
Thquire
.
There
'll
be
beer
to
feth
.
I
've
never
met
with
nothing
but
beer
ath
'll
ever
clean
a
comic
blackamoor
.
'
Mr.
Gradgrind
rapidly
assented
;
Mr.
Sleary
rapidly
turned
out
from
a
box
,
a
smock
frock
,
a
felt
hat
,
and
other
essentials
;
the
whelp
rapidly
changed
clothes
behind
a
screen
of
baize
;
Mr.
Sleary
rapidly
brought
beer
,
and
washed
him
white
again
.
'
Now
,
'
said
Sleary
,
'
come
along
to
the
coath
,
and
jump
up
behind
;
I
'll
go
with
you
there
,
and
they
'll
thuppothe
you
one
of
my
people
.
Thay
farewell
to
your
family
,
and
tharp
'
th
the
word
.
'
With
which
he
delicately
retired
.
'
Here
is
your
letter
,
'
said
Mr.
Gradgrind
.
'
All
necessary
means
will
be
provided
for
you
.
Atone
,
by
repentance
and
better
conduct
,
for
the
shocking
action
you
have
committed
,
and
the
dreadful
consequences
to
which
it
has
led
.
Give
me
your
hand
,
my
poor
boy
,
and
may
God
forgive
you
as
I
do
!
'
The
culprit
was
moved
to
a
few
abject
tears
by
these
words
and
their
pathetic
tone
.
But
,
when
Louisa
opened
her
arms
,
he
repulsed
her
afresh
.
'
Not
you
.
I
do
n't
want
to
have
anything
to
say
to
you
!
'
'
O
Tom
,
Tom
,
do
we
end
so
,
after
all
my
love
!
'
'
After
all
your
love
!
'
he
returned
,
obdurately
.
'
Pretty
love
!
Leaving
old
Bounderby
to
himself
,
and
packing
my
best
friend
Mr
Harthouse
off
,
and
going
home
just
when
I
was
in
the
greatest
danger
.
Pretty
love
that
!
Coming
out
with
every
word
about
our
having
gone
to
that
place
,
when
you
saw
the
net
was
gathering
round
me
.
Pretty
love
that
!
You
have
regularly
given
me
up
.
You
never
cared
for
me
.
'
'
Tharp
'
th
the
word
!
'
said
Sleary
,
at
the
door
.
