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The
house
,
on
a
little
desert
island
,
looked
as
if
it
had
broken
away
from
somewhere
else
,
and
had
floated
by
chance
into
its
present
anchorage
in
company
with
a
vine
almost
as
much
in
want
of
training
as
the
poor
wretches
who
were
lying
under
its
leaves
.
The
features
of
the
surrounding
picture
were
,
a
church
with
hoarding
and
scaffolding
about
it
,
which
had
been
under
suppositious
repair
so
long
that
the
means
of
repair
looked
a
hundred
years
old
,
and
had
themselves
fallen
into
decay
;
a
quantity
of
washed
linen
,
spread
to
dry
in
the
sun
;
a
number
of
houses
at
odds
with
one
another
and
grotesquely
out
of
the
perpendicular
,
like
rotten
pre
-
Adamite
cheeses
cut
into
fantastic
shapes
and
full
of
mites
;
and
a
feverish
bewilderment
of
windows
,
with
their
lattice
-
blinds
all
hanging
askew
,
and
something
draggled
and
dirty
dangling
out
of
most
of
them
.
On
the
first
-
floor
of
the
house
was
a
Bank
—
a
surprising
experience
for
any
gentleman
of
commercial
pursuits
bringing
laws
for
all
mankind
from
a
British
city
—
where
two
spare
clerks
,
like
dried
dragoons
,
in
green
velvet
caps
adorned
with
golden
tassels
,
stood
,
bearded
,
behind
a
small
counter
in
a
small
room
,
containing
no
other
visible
objects
than
an
empty
iron
-
safe
with
the
door
open
,
a
jug
of
water
,
and
a
papering
of
garland
of
roses
;
but
who
,
on
lawful
requisition
,
by
merely
dipping
their
hands
out
of
sight
,
could
produce
exhaustless
mounds
of
five
-
franc
pieces
.
Below
the
Bank
was
a
suite
of
three
or
four
rooms
with
barred
windows
,
which
had
the
appearance
of
a
jail
for
criminal
rats
.
Above
the
Bank
was
Mrs
Gowan
’
s
residence
.
Notwithstanding
that
its
walls
were
blotched
,
as
if
missionary
maps
were
bursting
out
of
them
to
impart
geographical
knowledge
;
notwithstanding
that
its
weird
furniture
was
forlornly
faded
and
musty
,
and
that
the
prevailing
Venetian
odour
of
bilge
water
and
an
ebb
tide
on
a
weedy
shore
was
very
strong
;
the
place
was
better
within
,
than
it
promised
.
The
door
was
opened
by
a
smiling
man
like
a
reformed
assassin
—
a
temporary
servant
—
who
ushered
them
into
the
room
where
Mrs
Gowan
sat
,
with
the
announcement
that
two
beautiful
English
ladies
were
come
to
see
the
mistress
.
Mrs
Gowan
,
who
was
engaged
in
needlework
,
put
her
work
aside
in
a
covered
basket
,
and
rose
,
a
little
hurriedly
.
Miss
Fanny
was
excessively
courteous
to
her
,
and
said
the
usual
nothings
with
the
skill
of
a
veteran
.
‘
Papa
was
extremely
sorry
,
’
proceeded
Fanny
,
‘
to
be
engaged
to
-
day
(
he
is
so
much
engaged
here
,
our
acquaintance
being
so
wretchedly
large
!
)
;
and
particularly
requested
me
to
bring
his
card
for
Mr
Gowan
.
That
I
may
be
sure
to
acquit
myself
of
a
commission
which
he
impressed
upon
me
at
least
a
dozen
times
,
allow
me
to
relieve
my
conscience
by
placing
it
on
the
table
at
once
.
’
Which
she
did
with
veteran
ease
.
‘
We
have
been
,
’
said
Fanny
,
‘
charmed
to
understand
that
you
know
the
Merdles
.
We
hope
it
may
be
another
means
of
bringing
us
together
.
’
‘
They
are
friends
,
’
said
Mrs
Gowan
,
‘
of
Mr
Gowan
’
s
family
.
I
have
not
yet
had
the
pleasure
of
a
personal
introduction
to
Mrs
Merdle
,
but
I
suppose
I
shall
be
presented
to
her
at
Rome
.
’
‘
Indeed
?
’
returned
Fanny
,
with
an
appearance
of
amiably
quenching
her
own
superiority
.
‘
I
think
you
’
ll
like
her
.
’
‘
You
know
her
very
well
?
’
