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Chapter 19. The Father of the Marshalsea in two or three Relations

           Atcertainstatedhoursoftheday,youwillfindmeontheparade,inmyroom,intheLodge,readingthepaper,receivingcompany,eatinganddrinking.IhaveimpresseduponAmyduringmanyyears,thatImusthavemymeals(forinstance)punctually.Amyhasgrownupinasenseoftheimportanceofthesearrangements,andyouknowwhatagoodgirlsheis.’

           Thebrotheronlysighedagain,asheploddeddreamilyalong,‘Hah!Yes,yes,yes,yes.’

           ‘Mydearfellow,’saidtheFatheroftheMarshalsea,layinghishanduponhisshoulder,andmildlyrallyinghim—mildly,becauseofhisweakness,poordearsoul;‘yousaidthatbefore,anditdoesnotexpressmuch,Frederick,evenifitmeansmuch.IwishIcouldrouseyou,mygoodFrederick;youwanttoberoused.’

           ‘Yes,William,yes.Nodoubt,’returnedtheother,liftinghisdimeyestohisface.‘ButIamnotlikeyou.’

           TheFatheroftheMarshalseasaid,withashrugofmodestself-depreciation,‘Oh!Youmightbelikeme,mydearFrederick;youmightbe,ifyouchose!’andforbore,inthemagnanimityofhisstrength,topresshisfallenbrotherfurther.

           Therewasagreatdealofleave-takinggoingonincorners,aswasusualonSundaynights;andhereandthereinthedark,somepoorwoman,wifeormother,wasweepingwithanewCollegian.ThetimehadbeenwhentheFatherhimselfhadwept,intheshadesofthatyard,ashisownpoorwifehadwept.

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