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           ‘Ishouldthinkitis!’criedMrs.Sparsit,exulting.‘FetchMr.Bounderby.Standaway,everybody!’HereoldMrs.Pegler,mufflingherselfup,andshrinkingfromobservation,whisperedawordofentreaty.‘Don’ttellme,’saidMrs.Sparsit,aloud.‘Ihavetoldyoutwentytimes,comingalong,thatIwillnotleaveyoutillIhavehandedyouovertohimmyself.’

           Mr.Bounderbynowappeared,accompaniedbyMr.Gradgrindandthewhelp,withwhomhehadbeenholdingconferenceup-stairs.Mr.Bounderbylookedmoreastonishedthanhospitable,atsightofthisuninvitedpartyinhisdining-room.

           ‘Why,what’sthematternow!’saidhe.‘Mrs.Sparsit,ma’am?’

           ‘Sir,’explainedthatworthywoman,‘Itrustitismygoodfortunetoproduceapersonyouhavemuchdesiredtofind.Stimulatedbymywishtorelieveyourmind,sir,andconnectingtogethersuchimperfectcluestothepartofthecountryinwhichthatpersonmightbesupposedtoreside,ashavebeenaffordedbytheyoungwoman,Rachael,fortunatelynowpresenttoidentify,Ihavehadthehappinesstosucceed,andtobringthatpersonwithmeIneednotsaymostunwillinglyonherpart.Ithasnotbeen,sir,withoutsometroublethatIhaveeffectedthis;buttroubleinyourserviceistomeapleasure,andhunger,thirst,andcoldarealgratification.’

           HereMrs.Sparsitceased;forMr.Bounderby’svisageexhibitedanextraordinarycombinationofallpossiblecoloursandexpressionsofdiscomfiture,asoldMrs.Peglerwasdisclosedtohisview.

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