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The
entertainment
was
not
as
agreeable
and
natural
as
it
might
have
been
.
Mr
Meagles
,
hove
down
by
his
good
company
while
he
highly
appreciated
it
,
was
not
himself
.
Mrs
Gowan
was
herself
,
and
that
did
not
improve
him
.
The
fiction
that
it
was
not
Mr
Meagles
who
had
stood
in
the
way
,
but
that
it
was
the
Family
greatness
,
and
that
the
Family
greatness
had
made
a
concession
,
and
there
was
now
a
soothing
unanimity
,
pervaded
the
affair
,
though
it
was
never
openly
expressed
.
Then
the
Barnacles
felt
that
they
for
their
parts
would
have
done
with
the
Meagleses
when
the
present
patronising
occasion
was
over
;
and
the
Meagleses
felt
the
same
for
their
parts
.
Then
Gowan
asserting
his
rights
as
a
disappointed
man
who
had
his
grudge
against
the
family
,
and
who
,
perhaps
,
had
allowed
his
mother
to
have
them
there
,
as
much
in
the
hope
it
might
give
them
some
annoyance
as
with
any
other
benevolent
object
,
aired
his
pencil
and
his
poverty
ostentatiously
before
them
,
and
told
them
he
hoped
in
time
to
settle
a
crust
of
bread
and
cheese
on
his
wife
,
and
that
he
begged
such
of
them
as
(
more
fortunate
than
himself
)
came
in
for
any
good
thing
,
and
could
buy
a
picture
,
to
please
to
remember
the
poor
painter
.
Then
Lord
Decimus
,
who
was
a
wonder
on
his
own
Parliamentary
pedestal
,
turned
out
to
be
the
windiest
creature
here
:
proposing
happiness
to
the
bride
and
bridegroom
in
a
series
of
platitudes
that
would
have
made
the
hair
of
any
sincere
disciple
and
believer
stand
on
end
;
and
trotting
,
with
the
complacency
of
an
idiotic
elephant
,
among
howling
labyrinths
of
sentences
which
he
seemed
to
take
for
high
roads
,
and
never
so
much
as
wanted
to
get
out
of
.
Then
Mr
Tite
Barnacle
could
not
but
feel
that
there
was
a
person
in
company
,
who
would
have
disturbed
his
life
-
long
sitting
to
Sir
Thomas
Lawrence
in
full
official
character
,
if
such
disturbance
had
been
possible
:
while
Barnacle
junior
did
,
with
indignation
,
communicate
to
two
vapid
gentlemen
,
his
relatives
,
that
there
was
a
feller
here
,
look
here
,
who
had
come
to
our
Department
without
an
appointment
and
said
he
wanted
to
know
,
you
know
;
and
that
,
look
here
,
if
he
was
to
break
out
now
,
as
he
might
you
know
(
for
you
never
could
tell
what
an
ungentlemanly
Radical
of
that
sort
would
be
up
to
next
)
,
and
was
to
say
,
look
here
,
that
he
wanted
to
know
this
moment
,
you
know
,
that
would
be
jolly
;
wouldn
’
t
it
?
The
pleasantest
part
of
the
occasion
by
far
,
to
Clennam
,
was
the
painfullest
.
When
Mr
and
Mrs
Meagles
at
last
hung
about
Pet
in
the
room
with
the
two
pictures
(
where
the
company
were
not
)
,
before
going
with
her
to
the
threshold
which
she
could
never
recross
to
be
the
old
Pet
and
the
old
delight
,
nothing
could
be
more
natural
and
simple
than
the
three
were
.
Gowan
himself
was
touched
,
and
answered
Mr
Meagles
’
s
‘
O
Gowan
,
take
care
of
her
,
take
care
of
her
!
’
with
an
earnest
‘
Don
’
t
be
so
broken
-
hearted
,
sir
.
By
Heaven
I
will
!
’
And
so
,
with
the
last
sobs
and
last
loving
words
,
and
a
last
look
to
Clennam
of
confidence
in
his
promise
,
Pet
fell
back
in
the
carriage
,
and
her
husband
waved
his
hand
,
and
they
were
away
for
Dover
;
though
not
until
the
faithful
Mrs
Tickit
,
in
her
silk
gown
and
jet
black
curls
,
had
rushed
out
from
some
hiding
-
place
,
and
thrown
both
her
shoes
after
the
carriage
:
an
apparition
which
occasioned
great
surprise
to
the
distinguished
company
at
the
windows
.
The
said
company
being
now
relieved
from
further
attendance
,
and
the
chief
Barnacles
being
rather
hurried
(
for
they
had
it
in
hand
just
then
to
send
a
mail
or
two
which
was
in
danger
of
going
straight
to
its
destination
,
beating
about
the
seas
like
the
Flying
Dutchman
,
and
to
arrange
with
complexity
for
the
stoppage
of
a
good
deal
of
important
business
otherwise
in
peril
of
being
done
)
,
went
their
several
ways
;
with
all
affability
conveying
to
Mr
and
Mrs
Meagles
that
general
assurance
that
what
they
had
been
doing
there
,
they
had
been
doing
at
a
sacrifice
for
Mr
and
Mrs
Meagles
’
s
good
,
which
they
always
conveyed
to
Mr
John
Bull
in
their
official
condescension
to
that
most
unfortunate
creature
.
A
miserable
blank
remained
in
the
house
and
in
the
hearts
of
the
father
and
mother
and
Clennam
.
Mr
Meagles
called
only
one
remembrance
to
his
aid
,
that
really
did
him
good
.
‘
It
’
s
very
gratifying
,
Arthur
,
’
he
said
,
‘
after
all
,
to
look
back
upon
.
’
‘
The
past
?
’
said
Clennam
.
