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Sleary
stood
in
the
middle
of
the
room
,
with
the
male
members
of
the
company
about
him
,
exactly
as
he
would
have
stood
in
the
centre
of
the
ring
during
his
daughter
Josephine
's
performance
.
He
wanted
nothing
but
his
whip
.
The
basket
packed
in
silence
,
they
brought
her
bonnet
to
her
,
and
smoothed
her
disordered
hair
,
and
put
it
on
.
Then
they
pressed
about
her
,
and
bent
over
her
in
very
natural
attitudes
,
kissing
and
embracing
her
:
and
brought
the
children
to
take
leave
of
her
;
and
were
a
tender-hearted
,
simple
,
foolish
set
of
women
altogether
.
'
Now
,
Jupe
,
'
said
Mr.
Gradgrind
.
'
If
you
are
quite
determined
,
come
!
'
But
she
had
to
take
her
farewell
of
the
male
part
of
the
company
yet
,
and
every
one
of
them
had
to
unfold
his
arms
(
for
they
all
assumed
the
professional
attitude
when
they
found
themselves
near
Sleary
)
,
and
give
her
a
parting
kiss
--
Master
Kidderminster
excepted
,
in
whose
young
nature
there
was
an
original
flavour
of
the
misanthrope
,
who
was
also
known
to
have
harboured
matrimonial
views
,
and
who
moodily
withdrew
.
Mr.
Sleary
was
reserved
until
the
last
.
Opening
his
arms
wide
he
took
her
by
both
her
hands
,
and
would
have
sprung
her
up
and
down
,
after
the
riding-master
manner
of
congratulating
young
ladies
on
their
dismounting
from
a
rapid
act
;
but
there
was
no
rebound
in
Sissy
,
and
she
only
stood
before
him
crying
.
'
Good-bye
,
my
dear
!
'
said
Sleary
.
'
You
'll
make
your
fortun
,
I
hope
,
and
none
of
our
poor
folkth
will
ever
trouble
you
,
I
'll
pound
it
.
I
with
your
father
had
n't
taken
hith
dog
with
him
;
ith
a
ill-conwenienth
to
have
the
dog
out
of
the
billth
.
But
on
thecond
thoughth
,
he
would
n't
have
performed
without
hith
mathter
,
tho
ith
ath
broad
ath
ith
long
!
'
With
that
he
regarded
her
attentively
with
his
fixed
eye
,
surveyed
his
company
with
his
loose
one
,
kissed
her
,
shook
his
head
,
and
handed
her
to
Mr.
Gradgrind
as
to
a
horse
.
'
There
the
ith
,
Thquire
,
'
he
said
,
sweeping
her
with
a
professional
glance
as
if
she
were
being
adjusted
in
her
seat
,
'
and
the
'll
do
you
juthtithe
.
Good-bye
,
Thethilia
!
'
'
Good-bye
,
Cecilia
!
'
'
Good-bye
,
Sissy
!
'
'
God
bless
you
,
dear
!
'
In
a
variety
of
voices
from
all
the
room
.
But
the
riding-master
eye
had
observed
the
bottle
of
the
nine
oils
in
her
bosom
,
and
he
now
interposed
with
'
Leave
the
bottle
,
my
dear
;
ith
large
to
carry
;
it
will
be
of
no
uthe
to
you
now
.
Give
it
to
me
!
'
