Холодный дом

Deportment

           Turveydrop’sgreatroom,whichwasbuiltoutintoamewsatthebackandwaslightedbyaskylight.Itwasabare,resoundingroomsmellingofstables,withcaneformsalongthewalls,andthewallsornamentedatregularintervalswithpaintedlyresandlittlecut-glassbranchesforcandles,whichseemedtobesheddingtheirold-fashioneddropsasotherbranchesmightshedautumnleaves.Severalyoungladypupils,rangingfromthirteenorfourteenyearsofagetotwoorthreeandtwenty,wereassembled;andIwaslookingamongthemfortheirinstructorwhenCaddy,pinchingmyarm,repeatedtheceremonyofintroduction."MissSummerson,Mr.PrinceTurveydrop!"Icurtsiedtoalittleblue-eyedfairmanofyouthfulappearancewithflaxenhairpartedinthemiddleandcurlingattheendsallroundhishead.Hehadalittlefiddle,whichweusedtocallatschoolakit,underhisleftarm,anditslittlebowinthesamehand.Hislittledancing-shoeswereparticularlydiminutive,andhehadalittleinnocent,femininemannerwhichnotonlyappealedtomeinanamiableway,butmadethissingulareffectuponme,thatIreceivedtheimpressionthathewaslikehismotherandthathismotherhadnotbeenmuchconsideredorwellused."IamveryhappytoseeMissJellyby’sfriend,"hesaid,bowinglowtome."Ibegantofear,"withtimidtenderness,"asitwaspasttheusualtime,thatMissJellybywasnotcoming.""Ibegyouwillhavethegoodnesstoattributethattome,whohavedetainedher,andtoreceivemyexcuses,sir,"saidI."Oh,dear!"saidhe.

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