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'
I
dare
say
not
,
'
said
Mr.
Gradgrind
.
'
What
thall
it
be
,
Thquire
,
while
you
wait
?
Thall
it
be
Therry
?
Give
it
a
name
,
Thquire
!
'
said
Mr.
Sleary
,
with
hospitable
ease
.
'
Nothing
for
me
,
I
thank
you
,
'
said
Mr.
Gradgrind
.
'
Do
n't
thay
nothing
,
Thquire
.
What
doth
your
friend
thay
?
If
you
have
n't
took
your
feed
yet
,
have
a
glath
of
bitterth
.
'
Here
his
daughter
Josephine
--
a
pretty
fair-haired
girl
of
eighteen
,
who
had
been
tied
on
a
horse
at
two
years
old
,
and
had
made
a
will
at
twelve
,
which
she
always
carried
about
with
her
,
expressive
of
her
dying
desire
to
be
drawn
to
the
grave
by
the
two
piebald
ponies
--
cried
,
'
Father
,
hush
!
she
has
come
back
!
'
Then
came
Sissy
Jupe
,
running
into
the
room
as
she
had
run
out
of
it
.
And
when
she
saw
them
all
assembled
,
and
saw
their
looks
,
and
saw
no
father
there
,
she
broke
into
a
most
deplorable
cry
,
and
took
refuge
on
the
bosom
of
the
most
accomplished
tight-rope
lady
(
herself
in
the
family-way
)
,
who
knelt
down
on
the
floor
to
nurse
her
,
and
to
weep
over
her
.
'
Ith
an
internal
thame
,
upon
my
thoul
it
ith
,
'
said
Sleary
.
'
O
my
dear
father
,
my
good
kind
father
,
where
are
you
gone
?
You
are
gone
to
try
to
do
me
some
good
,
I
know
!
You
are
gone
away
for
my
sake
,
I
am
sure
!
And
how
miserable
and
helpless
you
will
be
without
me
,
poor
,
poor
father
,
until
you
come
back
!
'
It
was
so
pathetic
to
hear
her
saying
many
things
of
this
kind
,
with
her
face
turned
upward
,
and
her
arms
stretched
out
as
if
she
were
trying
to
stop
his
departing
shadow
and
embrace
it
,
that
no
one
spoke
a
word
until
Mr.
Bounderby
(
growing
impatient
)
took
the
case
in
hand
.
'
Now
,
good
people
all
,
'
said
he
,
'
this
is
wanton
waste
of
time
.
Let
the
girl
understand
the
fact
.
Let
her
take
it
from
me
,
if
you
like
,
who
have
been
run
away
from
,
myself
.
Here
,
what
's
your
name
!
Your
father
has
absconded
--
deserted
you
--
and
you
must
n't
expect
to
see
him
again
as
long
as
you
live
.
'
They
cared
so
little
for
plain
Fact
,
these
people
,
and
were
in
that
advanced
state
of
degeneracy
on
the
subject
,
that
instead
of
being
impressed
by
the
speaker
's
strong
common
sense
,
they
took
it
in
extraordinary
dudgeon
.
The
men
muttered
'
Shame
!
'
and
the
women
'
Brute
!
'
and
Sleary
,
in
some
haste
,
communicated
the
following
hint
,
apart
to
Mr.
Bounderby
.
