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Mr. James Harthouse

           

           IfanythingcouldhaveexaltedJem’sinterestinMr.Bounderby,itwouldhavebeenthisverycircumstance.Or,sohetoldhim.

           ‘Sonow,’saidBounderby,‘wemayshakehandsonequalterms.Isay,equalterms,becausealthoughIknowwhatIam,andtheexactdepthofthegutterIhaveliftedmyselfoutof,betterthananymandoes,Iamasproudasyouare.Iamjustasproudasyouare.Havingnowassertedmyindependenceinapropermanner,Imaycometohowdoyoufindyourself,andIhopeyou’reprettywell.’

           Thebetter,Mr.Harthousegavehimtounderstandastheyshookhands,forthesalubriousairofCoketown.Mr.Bounderbyreceivedtheanswerwithfavour.

           ‘Perhapsyouknow,’saidhe,‘orperhapsyoudon’tknow,ImarriedTomGradgrind’sdaughter.Ifyouhavenothingbettertodothantowalkuptownwithme,IshallbegladtointroduceyoutoTomGradgrind’sdaughter.’

           ‘Mr.Bounderby,’saidJem,‘youanticipatemydearestwishes.’

           Theywentoutwithoutfurtherdiscourse;andMr.Bounderbypilotedthenewacquaintancewhosostronglycontrastedwithhim,totheprivateredbrickdwelling,withtheblackoutsideshutters,thegreeninsideblinds,andtheblackstreetdoorupthetwowhitesteps.Inthedrawing-roomofwhichmansion,therepresentlyenteredtothemthemostremarkablegirlMr.JamesHarthousehadeverseen.

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