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‘
No
,
’
said
Mr
Merdle
,
‘
I
am
no
better
.
’
‘
A
pity
I
didn
’
t
see
you
this
morning
.
Pray
come
to
me
to
-
morrow
,
or
let
me
come
to
you
.
’
‘
Well
!
’
he
replied
.
‘
I
will
come
to
-
morrow
as
I
drive
by
.
’
Bar
and
Bishop
had
both
been
bystanders
during
this
short
dialogue
,
and
as
Mr
Merdle
was
swept
away
by
the
crowd
,
they
made
their
remarks
upon
it
to
the
Physician
.
Bar
said
,
there
was
a
certain
point
of
mental
strain
beyond
which
no
man
could
go
;
that
the
point
varied
with
various
textures
of
brain
and
peculiarities
of
constitution
,
as
he
had
had
occasion
to
notice
in
several
of
his
learned
brothers
;
but
the
point
of
endurance
passed
by
a
line
’
s
breadth
,
depression
and
dyspepsia
ensued
.
Not
to
intrude
on
the
sacred
mysteries
of
medicine
,
he
took
it
,
now
(
with
the
jury
droop
and
persuasive
eye
-
glass
)
,
that
this
was
Merdle
’
s
case
?
Bishop
said
that
when
he
was
a
young
man
,
and
had
fallen
for
a
brief
space
into
the
habit
of
writing
sermons
on
Saturdays
,
a
habit
which
all
young
sons
of
the
church
should
sedulously
avoid
,
he
had
frequently
been
sensible
of
a
depression
,
arising
as
he
supposed
from
an
over
-
taxed
intellect
,
upon
which
the
yolk
of
a
new
-
laid
egg
,
beaten
up
by
the
good
woman
in
whose
house
he
at
that
time
lodged
,
with
a
glass
of
sound
sherry
,
nutmeg
,
and
powdered
sugar
acted
like
a
charm
.
Without
presuming
to
offer
so
simple
a
remedy
to
the
consideration
of
so
profound
a
professor
of
the
great
healing
art
,
he
would
venture
to
inquire
whether
the
strain
,
being
by
way
of
intricate
calculations
,
the
spirits
might
not
(
humanly
speaking
)
be
restored
to
their
tone
by
a
gentle
and
yet
generous
stimulant
?
‘
Yes
,
’
said
the
physician
,
‘
yes
,
you
are
both
right
.
But
I
may
as
well
tell
you
that
I
can
find
nothing
the
matter
with
Mr
Merdle
.
He
has
the
constitution
of
a
rhinoceros
,
the
digestion
of
an
ostrich
,
and
the
concentration
of
an
oyster
.
As
to
nerves
,
Mr
Merdle
is
of
a
cool
temperament
,
and
not
a
sensitive
man
:
is
about
as
invulnerable
,
I
should
say
,
as
Achilles
.
How
such
a
man
should
suppose
himself
unwell
without
reason
,
you
may
think
strange
.
But
I
have
found
nothing
the
matter
with
him
.
He
may
have
some
deep
-
seated
recondite
complaint
.
I
can
’
t
say
.
I
only
say
,
that
at
present
I
have
not
found
it
out
’
There
was
no
shadow
of
Mr
Merdle
’
s
complaint
on
the
bosom
now
displaying
precious
stones
in
rivalry
with
many
similar
superb
jewel
-
stands
;
there
was
no
shadow
of
Mr
Merdle
’
s
complaint
on
young
Sparkler
hovering
about
the
rooms
,
monomaniacally
seeking
any
sufficiently
ineligible
young
lady
with
no
nonsense
about
her
;
there
was
no
shadow
of
Mr
Merdle
’
s
complaint
on
the
Barnacles
and
Stiltstalkings
,
of
whom
whole
colonies
were
present
;
or
on
any
of
the
company
.
Even
on
himself
,
its
shadow
was
faint
enough
as
he
moved
about
among
the
throng
,
receiving
homage
.
Mr
Merdle
’
s
complaint
.
Society
and
he
had
so
much
to
do
with
one
another
in
all
things
else
,
that
it
is
hard
to
imagine
his
complaint
,
if
he
had
one
,
being
solely
his
own
affair
.
Had
he
that
deep
-
seated
recondite
complaint
,
and
did
any
doctor
find
it
out
?
Patience
,
in
the
meantime
,
the
shadow
of
the
Marshalsea
wall
was
a
real
darkening
influence
,
and
could
be
seen
on
the
Dorrit
Family
at
any
stage
of
the
sun
’
s
course
.
Mr
Clennam
did
not
increase
in
favour
with
the
Father
of
the
Marshalsea
in
the
ratio
of
his
increasing
visits
.
His
obtuseness
on
the
great
Testimonial
question
was
not
calculated
to
awaken
admiration
in
the
paternal
breast
,
but
had
rather
a
tendency
to
give
offence
in
that
sensitive
quarter
,
and
to
be
regarded
as
a
positive
shortcoming
in
point
of
gentlemanly
feeling
.
An
impression
of
disappointment
,
occasioned
by
the
discovery
that
Mr
Clennam
scarcely
possessed
that
delicacy
for
which
,
in
the
confidence
of
his
nature
,
he
had
been
inclined
to
give
him
credit
,
began
to
darken
the
fatherly
mind
in
connection
with
that
gentleman
.
The
father
went
so
far
as
to
say
,
in
his
private
family
circle
,
that
he
feared
Mr
Clennam
was
not
a
man
of
high
instincts
.
He
was
happy
,
he
observed
,
in
his
public
capacity
as
leader
and
representative
of
the
College
,
to
receive
Mr
Clennam
when
he
called
to
pay
his
respects
;
but
he
didn
’
t
find
that
he
got
on
with
him
personally
.
There
appeared
to
be
something
(
he
didn
’
t
know
what
it
was
)
wanting
in
him
.
Howbeit
,
the
father
did
not
fail
in
any
outward
show
of
politeness
,
but
,
on
the
contrary
,
honoured
him
with
much
attention
;
perhaps
cherishing
the
hope
that
,
although
not
a
man
of
a
sufficiently
brilliant
and
spontaneous
turn
of
mind
to
repeat
his
former
testimonial
unsolicited
,
it
might
still
be
within
the
compass
of
his
nature
to
bear
the
part
of
a
responsive
gentleman
,
in
any
correspondence
that
way
tending
.
