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Miss
Rugg
was
a
lady
of
a
little
property
which
she
had
acquired
,
together
with
much
distinction
in
the
neighbourhood
,
by
having
her
heart
severely
lacerated
and
her
feelings
mangled
by
a
middle
-
aged
baker
resident
in
the
vicinity
,
against
whom
she
had
,
by
the
agency
of
Mr
Rugg
,
found
it
necessary
to
proceed
at
law
to
recover
damages
for
a
breach
of
promise
of
marriage
.
The
baker
having
been
,
by
the
counsel
for
Miss
Rugg
,
witheringly
denounced
on
that
occasion
up
to
the
full
amount
of
twenty
guineas
,
at
the
rate
of
about
eighteen
-
pence
an
epithet
,
and
having
been
cast
in
corresponding
damages
,
still
suffered
occasional
persecution
from
the
youth
of
Pentonville
.
But
Miss
Rugg
,
environed
by
the
majesty
of
the
law
,
and
having
her
damages
invested
in
the
public
securities
,
was
regarded
with
consideration
.
In
the
society
of
Mr
Rugg
,
who
had
a
round
white
visage
,
as
if
all
his
blushes
had
been
drawn
out
of
him
long
ago
,
and
who
had
a
ragged
yellow
head
like
a
worn
-
out
hearth
broom
;
and
in
the
society
of
Miss
Rugg
,
who
had
little
nankeen
spots
,
like
shirt
buttons
,
all
over
her
face
,
and
whose
own
yellow
tresses
were
rather
scrubby
than
luxuriant
;
Mr
Pancks
had
usually
dined
on
Sundays
for
some
few
years
,
and
had
twice
a
week
,
or
so
,
enjoyed
an
evening
collation
of
bread
,
Dutch
cheese
,
and
porter
.
Mr
Pancks
was
one
of
the
very
few
marriageable
men
for
whom
Miss
Rugg
had
no
terrors
,
the
argument
with
which
he
reassured
himself
being
twofold
;
that
is
to
say
,
firstly
,
‘
that
it
wouldn
’
t
do
twice
,
’
and
secondly
,
‘
that
he
wasn
’
t
worth
it
.
’
Fortified
within
this
double
armour
,
Mr
Pancks
snorted
at
Miss
Rugg
on
easy
terms
.
Up
to
this
time
,
Mr
Pancks
had
transacted
little
or
no
business
at
his
quarters
in
Pentonville
,
except
in
the
sleeping
line
;
but
now
that
he
had
become
a
fortune
-
teller
,
he
was
often
closeted
after
midnight
with
Mr
Rugg
in
his
little
front
-
parlour
office
,
and
even
after
those
untimely
hours
,
burnt
tallow
in
his
bed
-
room
.
Though
his
duties
as
his
proprietor
’
s
grubber
were
in
no
wise
lessened
;
and
though
that
service
bore
no
greater
resemblance
to
a
bed
of
roses
than
was
to
be
discovered
in
its
many
thorns
;
some
new
branch
of
industry
made
a
constant
demand
upon
him
.
When
he
cast
off
the
Patriarch
at
night
,
it
was
only
to
take
an
anonymous
craft
in
tow
,
and
labour
away
afresh
in
other
waters
.
The
advance
from
a
personal
acquaintance
with
the
elder
Mr
Chivery
to
an
introduction
to
his
amiable
wife
and
disconsolate
son
,
may
have
been
easy
;
but
easy
or
not
,
Mr
Pancks
soon
made
it
.
He
nestled
in
the
bosom
of
the
tobacco
business
within
a
week
or
two
after
his
first
appearance
in
the
College
,
and
particularly
addressed
himself
to
the
cultivation
of
a
good
understanding
with
Young
John
.
In
this
endeavour
he
so
prospered
as
to
lure
that
pining
shepherd
forth
from
the
groves
,
and
tempt
him
to
undertake
mysterious
missions
;
on
which
he
began
to
disappear
at
uncertain
intervals
for
as
long
a
space
as
two
or
three
days
together
.
The
prudent
Mrs
Chivery
,
who
wondered
greatly
at
this
change
,
would
have
protested
against
it
as
detrimental
to
the
Highland
typification
on
the
doorpost
but
for
two
forcible
reasons
;
one
,
that
her
John
was
roused
to
take
strong
interest
in
the
business
which
these
starts
were
supposed
to
advance
—
and
this
she
held
to
be
good
for
his
drooping
spirits
;
the
other
,
that
Mr
Pancks
confidentially
agreed
to
pay
her
,
for
the
occupation
of
her
son
’
s
time
,
at
the
handsome
rate
of
seven
and
sixpence
per
day
.
The
proposal
originated
with
himself
,
and
was
couched
in
the
pithy
terms
,
‘
If
your
John
is
weak
enough
,
ma
’
am
,
not
to
take
it
,
that
is
no
reason
why
you
should
be
,
don
’
t
you
see
?
So
,
quite
between
ourselves
,
ma
’
am
,
business
being
business
,
here
it
is
!
’
What
Mr
Chivery
thought
of
these
things
,
or
how
much
or
how
little
he
knew
about
them
,
was
never
gathered
from
himself
.
It
has
been
already
remarked
that
he
was
a
man
of
few
words
;
and
it
may
be
here
observed
that
he
had
imbibed
a
professional
habit
of
locking
everything
up
.
He
locked
himself
up
as
carefully
as
he
locked
up
the
Marshalsea
debtors
.
Even
his
custom
of
bolting
his
meals
may
have
been
a
part
of
an
uniform
whole
;
but
there
is
no
question
,
that
,
as
to
all
other
purposes
,
he
kept
his
mouth
as
he
kept
the
Marshalsea
door
.
He
never
opened
it
without
occasion
.
When
it
was
necessary
to
let
anything
out
,
he
opened
it
a
little
way
,
held
it
open
just
as
long
as
sufficed
for
the
purpose
,
and
locked
it
again
.
Even
as
he
would
be
sparing
of
his
trouble
at
the
Marshalsea
door
,
and
would
keep
a
visitor
who
wanted
to
go
out
,
waiting
for
a
few
moments
if
he
saw
another
visitor
coming
down
the
yard
,
so
that
one
turn
of
the
key
should
suffice
for
both
,
similarly
he
would
often
reserve
a
remark
if
he
perceived
another
on
its
way
to
his
lips
,
and
would
deliver
himself
of
the
two
together
.
As
to
any
key
to
his
inner
knowledge
being
to
be
found
in
his
face
,
the
Marshalsea
key
was
as
legible
as
an
index
to
the
individual
characters
and
histories
upon
which
it
was
turned
.
That
Mr
Pancks
should
be
moved
to
invite
any
one
to
dinner
at
Pentonville
,
was
an
unprecedented
fact
in
his
calendar
.
But
he
invited
Young
John
to
dinner
,
and
even
brought
him
within
range
of
the
dangerous
(
because
expensive
)
fascinations
of
Miss
Rugg
.
The
banquet
was
appointed
for
a
Sunday
,
and
Miss
Rugg
with
her
own
hands
stuffed
a
leg
of
mutton
with
oysters
on
the
occasion
,
and
sent
it
to
the
baker
’
s
—
not
the
baker
’
s
but
an
opposition
establishment
.
Provision
of
oranges
,
apples
,
and
nuts
was
also
made
.
And
rum
was
brought
home
by
Mr
Pancks
on
Saturday
night
,
to
gladden
the
visitor
’
s
heart
.
The
store
of
creature
comforts
was
not
the
chief
part
of
the
visitor
’
s
reception
.
Its
special
feature
was
a
foregone
family
confidence
and
sympathy
.
When
Young
John
appeared
at
half
-
past
one
without
the
ivory
hand
and
waistcoat
of
golden
sprigs
,
the
sun
shorn
of
his
beams
by
disastrous
clouds
,
Mr
Pancks
presented
him
to
the
yellow
-
haired
Ruggs
as
the
young
man
he
had
so
often
mentioned
who
loved
Miss
Dorrit
.
‘
I
am
glad
,
’
said
Mr
Rugg
,
challenging
him
specially
in
that
character
,
‘
to
have
the
distinguished
gratification
of
making
your
acquaintance
,
sir
.
Your
feelings
do
you
honour
.
You
are
young
;
may
you
never
outlive
your
feelings
!
If
I
was
to
outlive
my
own
feelings
,
sir
,
’
said
Mr
Rugg
,
who
was
a
man
of
many
words
,
and
was
considered
to
possess
a
remarkably
good
address
;
‘
if
I
was
to
outlive
my
own
feelings
,
I
’
d
leave
fifty
pound
in
my
will
to
the
man
who
would
put
me
out
of
existence
.
’
