Холодный дом

Bell Yard

           "Isitpossible,"whisperedmyguardianasweputachairforthelittlecreatureandgothertositdownwithherload,theboykeepingclosetoher,holdingtoherapron,"thatthischildworksfortherest?Lookatthis!ForGod’ssake,lookatthis!"Itwasathingtolookat.Thethreechildrenclosetogether,andtwoofthemrelyingsolelyonthethird,andthethirdsoyoungandyetwithanairofageandsteadinessthatsatsostrangelyonthechildishfigure."Charley,Charley!"saidmyguardian."Howoldareyou?""Overthirteen,sir,"repliedthechild."Oh!Whatagreatage,"saidmyguardian."Whatagreatage,Charley!"Icannotdescribethetendernesswithwhichhespoketoher,halfplayfullyyetallthemorecompassionatelyandmournfully."Anddoyoulivealoneherewiththesebabies,Charley?"saidmyguardian."Yes,sir,"returnedthechild,lookingupintohisfacewithperfectconfidence,"sincefatherdied.""Andhowdoyoulive,Charley?Oh!Charley,"saidmyguardian,turninghisfaceawayforamoment,"howdoyoulive?""Sincefatherdied,sir,I’vegoneouttowork.I’moutwashingto-day.""Godhelpyou,Charley!"saidmyguardian."You’renottallenoughtoreachthetub!""InpattensIam,sir,"shesaidquickly."I’vegotahighpairasbelongedtomother.""Andwhendidmotherdie?Poormother!""MotherdiedjustafterEmmawasborn,"saidthechild,glancingatthefaceuponherbosom."ThenfathersaidIwastobeasgoodamothertoherasIcould.AndsoItried.AndsoIworkedathomeanddidcleaningandnursingandwashingforalongtimebeforeIbegantogoout.

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