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Chapter 33. Going!

           

           ‘Youseethatyoungladywhowasherejustnow—thatlittle,quiet,fragilefigurepassingalongthere,Tatty?Look.Thepeoplestandoutofthewaytolethergoby.Themen—seethepoor,shabbyfellows—pullofftheirhatstoherquitepolitely,andnowsheglidesinatthatdoorway.Seeher,Tattycoram?’

           ‘Yes,sir.’

           ‘Ihaveheardtell,Tatty,thatshewasonceregularlycalledthechildofthisplace.Shewasbornhere,andlivedheremanyyears.Ican’tbreathehere.Adolefulplacetobebornandbredin,Tattycoram?’

           ‘Yesindeed,sir!’

           ‘Ifshehadconstantlythoughtofherself,andsettledwithherselfthateverybodyvisitedthisplaceuponher,turneditagainsther,andcastitather,shewouldhaveledanirritableandprobablyanuselessexistence.YetIhaveheardtell,Tattycoram,thatheryounglifehasbeenoneofactiveresignation,goodness,andnobleservice.ShallItellyouwhatIconsiderthoseeyesofhers,thatwereherejustnow,tohavealwayslookedat,togetthatexpression?’

           ‘Yes,ifyouplease,sir.’

           ‘Duty,Tattycoram.Beginitearly,anddoitwell;andthereisnoantecedenttoit,inanyoriginorstation,thatwilltellagainstuswiththeAlmighty,orwithourselves.’

           Theyremainedatthewindow,Motherjoiningthemandpityingtheprisoners,untilshewasseencomingback.Shewassoonintheroom,andrecommendedthatArthur,whomshehadleftcalmandcomposed,shouldnotbevisitedthatnight.

           ‘Good!’saidMrMeagles,cheerily.‘Ihavenotadoubtthat’sbest.

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