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Little
Mrs
Quilp
never
quite
forgave
herself
the
one
deceit
that
lay
so
heavy
on
her
conscience
,
and
never
spoke
or
thought
of
it
but
with
bitter
tears
.
Her
husband
had
no
relations
,
and
she
was
rich
.
He
had
made
no
will
,
or
she
would
probably
have
been
poor
.
Having
married
the
first
time
at
her
mother
’
s
instigation
,
she
consulted
in
her
second
choice
nobody
but
herself
.
It
fell
upon
a
smart
young
fellow
enough
;
and
as
he
made
it
a
preliminary
condition
that
Mrs
Jiniwin
should
be
thenceforth
an
out
-
pensioner
,
they
lived
together
after
marriage
with
no
more
than
the
average
amount
of
quarrelling
,
and
led
a
merry
life
upon
the
dead
dwarf
’
s
money
.
Mr
and
Mrs
Garland
,
and
Mr
Abel
,
went
out
as
usual
(
except
that
there
was
a
change
in
their
household
,
as
will
be
seen
presently
)
,
and
in
due
time
the
latter
went
into
partnership
with
his
friend
the
notary
,
on
which
occasion
there
was
a
dinner
,
and
a
ball
,
and
great
extent
of
dissipation
.
Unto
this
ball
there
happened
to
be
invited
the
most
bashful
young
lady
that
was
ever
seen
,
with
whom
Mr
Abel
happened
to
fall
in
love
.
HOW
it
happened
,
or
how
they
found
it
out
,
or
which
of
them
first
communicated
the
discovery
to
the
other
,
nobody
knows
.
But
certain
it
is
that
in
course
of
time
they
were
married
;
and
equally
certain
it
is
that
they
were
the
happiest
of
the
happy
;
and
no
less
certain
it
is
that
they
deserved
to
be
so
.
And
it
is
pleasant
to
write
down
that
they
reared
a
family
;
because
any
propagation
of
goodness
and
benevolence
is
no
small
addition
to
the
aristocracy
of
nature
,
and
no
small
subject
of
rejoicing
for
mankind
at
large
.
The
pony
preserved
his
character
for
independence
and
principle
down
to
the
last
moment
of
his
life
;
which
was
an
unusually
long
one
,
and
caused
him
to
be
looked
upon
,
indeed
,
as
the
very
Old
Parr
of
ponies
.
He
often
went
to
and
fro
with
the
little
phaeton
between
Mr
Garland
’
s
and
his
son
’
s
,
and
,
as
the
old
people
and
the
young
were
frequently
together
,
had
a
stable
of
his
own
at
the
new
establishment
,
into
which
he
would
walk
of
himself
with
surprising
dignity
.
He
condescended
to
play
with
the
children
,
as
they
grew
old
enough
to
cultivate
his
friendship
,
and
would
run
up
and
down
the
little
paddock
with
them
like
a
dog
;
but
though
he
relaxed
so
far
,
and
allowed
them
such
small
freedoms
as
caresses
,
or
even
to
look
at
his
shoes
or
hang
on
by
his
tail
,
he
never
permitted
any
one
among
them
to
mount
his
back
or
drive
him
;
thus
showing
that
even
their
familiarity
must
have
its
limits
,
and
that
there
were
points
between
them
far
too
serious
for
trifling
.
He
was
not
unsusceptible
of
warm
attachments
in
his
later
life
,
for
when
the
good
bachelor
came
to
live
with
Mr
Garland
upon
the
clergyman
’
s
decease
,
he
conceived
a
great
friendship
for
him
,
and
amiably
submitted
to
be
driven
by
his
hands
without
the
least
resistance
.
He
did
no
work
for
two
or
three
years
before
he
died
,
but
lived
in
clover
;
and
his
last
act
(
like
a
choleric
old
gentleman
)
was
to
kick
his
doctor
.
Mr
Swiveller
,
recovering
very
slowly
from
his
illness
,
and
entering
into
the
receipt
of
his
annuity
,
bought
for
the
Marchioness
a
handsome
stock
of
clothes
,
and
put
her
to
school
forthwith
,
in
redemption
of
the
vow
he
had
made
upon
his
fevered
bed
.
After
casting
about
for
some
time
for
a
name
which
should
be
worthy
of
her
,
he
decided
in
favour
of
Sophronia
Sphynx
,
as
being
euphonious
and
genteel
,
and
furthermore
indicative
of
mystery
.
Under
this
title
the
Marchioness
repaired
,
in
tears
,
to
the
school
of
his
selection
,
from
which
,
as
she
soon
distanced
all
competitors
,
she
was
removed
before
the
lapse
of
many
quarters
to
one
of
a
higher
grade
.
It
is
but
bare
justice
to
Mr
Swiveller
to
say
,
that
,
although
the
expenses
of
her
education
kept
him
in
straitened
circumstances
for
half
a
dozen
years
,
he
never
slackened
in
his
zeal
,
and
always
held
himself
sufficiently
repaid
by
the
accounts
he
heard
(
with
great
gravity
)
of
her
advancement
,
on
his
monthly
visits
to
the
governess
,
who
looked
upon
him
as
a
literary
gentleman
of
eccentric
habits
,
and
of
a
most
prodigious
talent
in
quotation
.
In
a
word
,
Mr
Swiveller
kept
the
Marchioness
at
this
establishment
until
she
was
,
at
a
moderate
guess
,
full
nineteen
years
of
age
—
good
-
looking
,
clever
,
and
good
-
humoured
;
when
he
began
to
consider
seriously
what
was
to
be
done
next
.
On
one
of
his
periodical
visits
,
while
he
was
revolving
this
question
in
his
mind
,
the
Marchioness
came
down
to
him
,
alone
,
looking
more
smiling
and
more
fresh
than
ever
.
Then
,
it
occurred
to
him
,
but
not
for
the
first
time
,
that
if
she
would
marry
him
,
how
comfortable
they
might
be
!
So
Richard
asked
her
;
whatever
she
said
,
it
wasn
’
t
No
;
and
they
were
married
in
good
earnest
that
day
week
.
Which
gave
Mr
Swiveller
frequent
occasion
to
remark
at
divers
subsequent
periods
that
there
had
been
a
young
lady
saving
up
for
him
after
all
.
A
little
cottage
at
Hampstead
being
to
let
,
which
had
in
its
garden
a
smoking
-
box
,
the
envy
of
the
civilised
world
,
they
agreed
to
become
its
tenants
,
and
,
when
the
honey
-
moon
was
over
,
entered
upon
its
occupation
.
