Холодный дом

Deportment

           WhenMissJellybyandtheunfortunatePrincefoundanopportunitytobecomebetrothedIdon’tknow,buttheycertainlyfoundnoneonthisoccasiontoexchangeadozenwords."Mydear,"saidMr.Turveydropbenignlytohisson,"doyouknowthehour?""No,father."Thesonhadnowatch.Thefatherhadahandsomegoldone,whichhepulledoutwithanairthatwasanexampletomankind."Myson,"saidhe,"it’stwoo’clock.RecollectyourschoolatKensingtonatthree.""That’stimeenoughforme,father,"saidPrince."Icantakeamorselofdinnerstandingandbeoff.""Mydearboy,"returnedhisfather,"youmustbeveryquick.Youwillfindthecoldmuttononthetable.""Thankyou,father.AreYOUoffnow,father?""Yes,mydear.Isuppose,"saidMr.Turveydrop,shuttinghiseyesandliftinguphisshoulderswithmodestconsciousness,"thatImustshowmyself,asusual,abouttown.""Youhadbetterdineoutcomfortablysomewhere,"saidhisson."Mydearchild,Iintendto.Ishalltakemylittlemeal,Ithink,attheFrenchhouse,intheOperaColonnade.""That’sright.Good-bye,father!"saidPrince,shakinghands."Good-bye,myson.Blessyou!"Mr.Turveydropsaidthisinquiteapiousmanner,anditseemedtodohissongood,who,inpartingfromhim,wassopleasedwithhim,sodutifultohim,andsoproudofhimthatIalmostfeltasifitwereanunkindnesstotheyoungermannottobeabletobelieveimplicitlyintheelder.

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