Холодный дом

Mrs. Snagsby Sees It All

           Jo,verydoubtfulofhisreverendfriend’sintentionsandnotatallclearbutthatsomethingpracticalandpainfulisgoingtobedonetohim,mutters,"Youletmealone.Ineversaidnothinktoyou.Youletmealone.""No,myyoungfriend,"saysChadbandsmoothly,"Iwillnotletyoualone.Andwhy?BecauseIamaharvest-labourer,becauseIamatoilerandamoiler,becauseyouaredeliveredoveruntomeandarebecomeasapreciousinstrumentinmyhands.Myfriends,mayIsoemploythisinstrumentastouseittoyouradvantage,toyourprofit,toyourgain,toyourwelfare,toyourenrichment!Myyoungfriend,situponthisstool."Jo,apparentlypossessedbyanimpressionthatthereverendgentlemanwantstocuthishair,shieldshisheadwithbotharmsandisgotintotherequiredpositionwithgreatdifficultyandeverypossiblemanifestationofreluctance.Whenheisatlastadjustedlikealay-figure,Mr.Chadband,retiringbehindthetable,holdsuphisbear’s-pawandsays,"Myfriends!"Thisisthesignalforageneralsettlementoftheaudience.The’prenticesgiggleinternallyandnudgeeachother.Gusterfallsintoastaringandvacantstate,compoundedofastunnedadmirationofMr.Chadbandandpityforthefriendlessoutcastwhoseconditiontoucheshernearly.Mrs.Snagsbysilentlylaystrainsofgunpowder.Mrs.Chadbandcomposesherselfgrimlybythefireandwarmsherknees,findingthatsensationfavourabletothereceptionofeloquence.IthappensthatMr.

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