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Sissy
Jupe
had
not
an
easy
time
of
it
,
between
Mr.
M'Choakumchild
and
Mrs.
Gradgrind
,
and
was
not
without
strong
impulses
,
in
the
first
months
of
her
probation
,
to
run
away
.
It
hailed
facts
all
day
long
so
very
hard
,
and
life
in
general
was
opened
to
her
as
such
a
closely
ruled
ciphering-book
,
that
assuredly
she
would
have
run
away
,
but
for
only
one
restraint
.
It
is
lamentable
to
think
of
;
but
this
restraint
was
the
result
of
no
arithmetical
process
,
was
self-imposed
in
defiance
of
all
calculation
,
and
went
dead
against
any
table
of
probabilities
that
any
Actuary
would
have
drawn
up
from
the
premises
.
The
girl
believed
that
her
father
had
not
deserted
her
;
she
lived
in
the
hope
that
he
would
come
back
,
and
in
the
faith
that
he
would
be
made
the
happier
by
her
remaining
where
she
was
.
The
wretched
ignorance
with
which
Jupe
clung
to
this
consolation
,
rejecting
the
superior
comfort
of
knowing
,
on
a
sound
arithmetical
basis
,
that
her
father
was
an
unnatural
vagabond
,
filled
Mr.
Gradgrind
with
pity
.
Yet
,
what
was
to
be
done
?
M'Choakumchild
reported
that
she
had
a
very
dense
head
for
figures
;
that
,
once
possessed
with
a
general
idea
of
the
globe
,
she
took
the
smallest
conceivable
interest
in
its
exact
measurements
;
that
she
was
extremely
slow
in
the
acquisition
of
dates
,
unless
some
pitiful
incident
happened
to
be
connected
therewith
;
that
she
would
burst
into
tears
on
being
required
(
by
the
mental
process
)
immediately
to
name
the
cost
of
two
hundred
and
forty-seven
muslin
caps
at
fourteen-pence
halfpenny
;
that
she
was
as
low
down
,
in
the
school
,
as
low
could
be
;
that
after
eight
weeks
of
induction
into
the
elements
of
Political
Economy
,
she
had
only
yesterday
been
set
right
by
a
prattler
three
feet
high
,
for
returning
to
the
question
,
'
What
is
the
first
principle
of
this
science
?
'
the
absurd
answer
,
'
To
do
unto
others
as
I
would
that
they
should
do
unto
me
.
'
Mr.
Gradgrind
observed
,
shaking
his
head
,
that
all
this
was
very
bad
;
that
it
showed
the
necessity
of
infinite
grinding
at
the
mill
of
knowledge
,
as
per
system
,
schedule
,
blue
book
,
report
,
and
tabular
statements
A
to
Z
;
and
that
Jupe
'
must
be
kept
to
it
.
'
So
Jupe
was
kept
to
it
,
and
became
low-spirited
,
but
no
wiser
.
'
It
would
be
a
fine
thing
to
be
you
,
Miss
Louisa
!
'
she
said
,
one
night
,
when
Louisa
had
endeavoured
to
make
her
perplexities
for
next
day
something
clearer
to
her
.
'
Do
you
think
so
?
'
'
I
should
know
so
much
,
Miss
Louisa
.
All
that
is
difficult
to
me
now
,
would
be
so
easy
then
.
'
'
You
might
not
be
the
better
for
it
,
Sissy
.
'
