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'
Mrs.
Gradgrind
,
'
said
her
husband
,
who
had
waited
for
the
achievement
of
this
feat
with
some
impatience
,
'
allow
me
to
present
to
you
Mrs.
Bounderby
.
'
'
Oh
!
'
said
Mrs.
Gradgrind
,
'
so
you
have
settled
it
!
Well
,
I
'm
sure
I
hope
your
health
may
be
good
,
Louisa
;
for
if
your
head
begins
to
split
as
soon
as
you
are
married
,
which
was
the
case
with
mine
,
I
can
not
consider
that
you
are
to
be
envied
,
though
I
have
no
doubt
you
think
you
are
,
as
all
girls
do
.
However
,
I
give
you
joy
,
my
dear
--
and
I
hope
you
may
now
turn
all
your
ological
studies
to
good
account
,
I
am
sure
I
do
!
I
must
give
you
a
kiss
of
congratulation
,
Louisa
;
but
do
n't
touch
my
right
shoulder
,
for
there
's
something
running
down
it
all
day
long
.
And
now
you
see
,
'
whimpered
Mrs.
Gradgrind
,
adjusting
her
shawls
after
the
affectionate
ceremony
,
'
I
shall
be
worrying
myself
,
morning
,
noon
,
and
night
,
to
know
what
I
am
to
call
him
!
'
'
Mrs.
Gradgrind
,
'
said
her
husband
,
solemnly
,
'
what
do
you
mean
?
'
'
Whatever
I
am
to
call
him
,
Mr.
Gradgrind
,
when
he
is
married
to
Louisa
!
I
must
call
him
something
.
It
's
impossible
,
'
said
Mrs.
Gradgrind
,
with
a
mingled
sense
of
politeness
and
injury
,
'
to
be
constantly
addressing
him
and
never
giving
him
a
name
.
I
can
not
call
him
Josiah
,
for
the
name
is
insupportable
to
me
.
You
yourself
would
n't
hear
of
Joe
,
you
very
well
know
.
Am
I
to
call
my
own
son-in-law
,
Mister
!
Not
,
I
believe
,
unless
the
time
has
arrived
when
,
as
an
invalid
,
I
am
to
be
trampled
upon
by
my
relations
Then
,
what
am
I
to
call
him
!
'
Nobody
present
having
any
suggestion
to
offer
in
the
remarkable
emergency
,
Mrs.
Gradgrind
departed
this
life
for
the
time
being
,
after
delivering
the
following
codicil
to
her
remarks
already
executed
:
'
As
to
the
wedding
,
all
I
ask
,
Louisa
,
is
,
--
and
I
ask
it
with
a
fluttering
in
my
chest
,
which
actually
extends
to
the
soles
of
my
feet
,
--
that
it
may
take
place
soon
.
Otherwise
,
I
know
it
is
one
of
those
subjects
I
shall
never
hear
the
last
of
.
'
When
Mr.
Gradgrind
had
presented
Mrs.
Bounderby
,
Sissy
had
suddenly
turned
her
head
,
and
looked
,
in
wonder
,
in
pity
,
in
sorrow
,
in
doubt
,
in
a
multitude
of
emotions
,
towards
Louisa
.
Louisa
had
known
it
,
and
seen
it
,
without
looking
at
her
.
From
that
moment
she
was
impassive
,
proud
and
cold
--
held
Sissy
at
a
distance
--
changed
to
her
altogether
.
Mr.
Bounderby
's
first
disquietude
on
hearing
of
his
happiness
,
was
occasioned
by
the
necessity
of
imparting
it
to
Mrs.
Sparsit
.
He
could
not
make
up
his
mind
how
to
do
that
,
or
what
the
consequences
of
the
step
might
be
.
Whether
she
would
instantly
depart
,
bag
and
baggage
,
to
Lady
Scadgers
,
or
would
positively
refuse
to
budge
from
the
premises
;
whether
she
would
be
plaintive
or
abusive
,
tearful
or
tearing
;
whether
she
would
break
her
heart
,
or
break
the
looking-glass
;
Mr.
Bounderby
could
not
all
foresee
.
However
,
as
it
must
be
done
,
he
had
no
choice
but
to
do
it
;
so
,
after
attempting
several
letters
,
and
failing
in
them
all
,
he
resolved
to
do
it
by
word
of
mouth
.
