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‘
I
do
not
understand
that
,
’
observed
the
obnoxious
personage
referred
to
with
tranquillity
.
‘
No
?
Why
,
then
,
to
make
it
clearer
to
you
,
sir
,
I
beg
to
let
you
know
that
when
I
address
what
I
call
a
properly
-
worded
appeal
,
and
an
urgent
appeal
,
and
a
delicate
appeal
,
to
an
individual
,
for
a
small
temporary
accommodation
,
easily
within
his
power
—
easily
within
his
power
,
mind
!
—
and
when
that
individual
writes
back
word
to
me
that
he
begs
to
be
excused
,
I
consider
that
he
doesn
’
t
treat
me
like
a
gentleman
.
’
The
Father
of
the
Marshalsea
,
who
had
surveyed
his
son
in
silence
,
no
sooner
heard
this
sentiment
,
than
he
began
in
angry
voice
:
—
‘
How
dare
you
—
’
But
his
son
stopped
him
.
‘
Now
,
don
’
t
ask
me
how
I
dare
,
father
,
because
that
’
s
bosh
.
As
to
the
fact
of
the
line
of
conduct
I
choose
to
adopt
towards
the
individual
present
,
you
ought
to
be
proud
of
my
showing
a
proper
spirit
.
’
‘
I
should
think
so
!
’
cried
Fanny
.
‘
A
proper
spirit
?
’
said
the
Father
.
‘
Yes
,
a
proper
spirit
;
a
becoming
spirit
.
Is
it
come
to
this
that
my
son
teaches
me
—
me
—
spirit
!
’
‘
Now
,
don
’
t
let
us
bother
about
it
,
father
,
or
have
any
row
on
the
subject
.
I
have
fully
made
up
my
mind
that
the
individual
present
has
not
treated
me
like
a
gentleman
.
And
there
’
s
an
end
of
it
.
’
‘
But
there
is
not
an
end
of
it
,
sir
,
’
returned
the
Father
.
‘
But
there
shall
not
be
an
end
of
it
.
You
have
made
up
your
mind
?
You
have
made
up
your
mind
?
’
‘
Yes
,
I
have
.
What
’
s
the
good
of
keeping
on
like
that
?
’
