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"Don't give it mouth in this building, till you're called upon. You have got some building of your own I dare say, now?" | Mr. E. W. B. Childers | W. B. with stern irony.<|quote|>"Don't give it mouth in this building, till you're called upon. You have got some building of your own I dare say, now?"</|quote|>"Perhaps so," replied Mr. Bounderby, | building at least," remonstrated E. W. B. with stern irony.<|quote|>"Don't give it mouth in this building, till you're called upon. You have got some building of your own I dare say, now?"</|quote|>"Perhaps so," replied Mr. Bounderby, rattling his money and laughing. | Childers, facing about. "I am telling your friend what's the fact; if you don't like to hear it, you can avail yourself of the open air. You give it mouth enough, you do; but give it mouth in your own building at least," remonstrated E. W. B. with stern irony.<|quote|>"Don't give it mouth in this building, till you're ... | mother of Dick Jones of Wapping. So, with this man. He is a runaway rogue and a vagabond, that's what he is, in English." "It's all the same to me what he is or what he is not, whether in English or whether in French," retorted Mr. E. W. B. Childers, facing about. "I am telling your friend what's the fact; if you don't... | Bounderby. "I was born in a ditch, and my mother ran away from me. Do I excuse her for it? No. Have I ever excused her for it? Not I. What do I call her for it? I call her probably the very worst woman that ever lived in the world, except my drunken grandmother. There's no family pride about me, there's no imaginative ... | much Goosed?" asked Mr. Gradgrind, forcing the word out of himself, with great solemnity and reluctance. "His joints are turning stiff, and he is getting used up," said Childers. "He has his points as a Cackler still, but he can't get a living out of _them_." "A Cackler!" Bounderby repeated. "Here we go again!" "A spea... | that! Sir," to Mr. Gradgrind, "I was addressing myself to you. You may or you may not be aware (for perhaps you have not been much in the audience), that Jupe has missed his tip very often, lately." "Has what has he missed?" asked Mr. Gradgrind, glancing at the potent Bounderby for assistance. "Missed his tip." "Offere... | "A Cackler!" Bounderby repeated. "Here we go again!" "A speaker, if the gentleman likes it better," said Mr. E. W. B. Childers, superciliously throwing the interpretation over his shoulder, and accompanying it with a shake of his long hair which all shook at once. "Now, it's a remarkable fact, sir, that it cut that man... | Hard Times |
"Perhaps so," | Josiah Bounderby | own I dare say, now?"<|quote|>"Perhaps so,"</|quote|>replied Mr. Bounderby, rattling his | got some building of your own I dare say, now?"<|quote|>"Perhaps so,"</|quote|>replied Mr. Bounderby, rattling his money and laughing. "Then give | the open air. You give it mouth enough, you do; but give it mouth in your own building at least," remonstrated E. W. B. with stern irony. "Don't give it mouth in this building, till you're called upon. You have got some building of your own I dare say, now?"<|quote|>"Perhaps so,"</|quote|>replied Mr. Bounderby, rattlin... | English." "It's all the same to me what he is or what he is not, whether in English or whether in French," retorted Mr. E. W. B. Childers, facing about. "I am telling your friend what's the fact; if you don't like to hear it, you can avail yourself of the open air. You give it mouth enough, you do; but give it mouth in... | ever excused her for it? Not I. What do I call her for it? I call her probably the very worst woman that ever lived in the world, except my drunken grandmother. There's no family pride about me, there's no imaginative sentimental humbug about me. I call a spade a spade; and I call the mother of Josiah Bounderby of Coke... | is getting used up," said Childers. "He has his points as a Cackler still, but he can't get a living out of _them_." "A Cackler!" Bounderby repeated. "Here we go again!" "A speaker, if the gentleman likes it better," said Mr. E. W. B. Childers, superciliously throwing the interpretation over his shoulder, and accompany... | not been much in the audience), that Jupe has missed his tip very often, lately." "Has what has he missed?" asked Mr. Gradgrind, glancing at the potent Bounderby for assistance. "Missed his tip." "Offered at the Garters four times last night, and never done 'em once," said Master Kidderminster. "Missed his tip at the b... | he is getting used up," said Childers. "He has his points as a Cackler still, but he can't get a living out of _them_." "A Cackler!" Bounderby repeated. "Here we go again!" "A speaker, if the gentleman likes it better," said Mr. E. W. B. Childers, superciliously throwing the interpretation over his shoulder, and accomp... | Hard Times |
replied Mr. Bounderby, rattling his money and laughing. | No speaker | dare say, now?" "Perhaps so,"<|quote|>replied Mr. Bounderby, rattling his money and laughing.</|quote|>"Then give it mouth in | building of your own I dare say, now?" "Perhaps so,"<|quote|>replied Mr. Bounderby, rattling his money and laughing.</|quote|>"Then give it mouth in your own building, will you, | air. You give it mouth enough, you do; but give it mouth in your own building at least," remonstrated E. W. B. with stern irony. "Don't give it mouth in this building, till you're called upon. You have got some building of your own I dare say, now?" "Perhaps so,"<|quote|>replied Mr. Bounderby, rattling his money and la... | all the same to me what he is or what he is not, whether in English or whether in French," retorted Mr. E. W. B. Childers, facing about. "I am telling your friend what's the fact; if you don't like to hear it, you can avail yourself of the open air. You give it mouth enough, you do; but give it mouth in your own buildi... | her for it? Not I. What do I call her for it? I call her probably the very worst woman that ever lived in the world, except my drunken grandmother. There's no family pride about me, there's no imaginative sentimental humbug about me. I call a spade a spade; and I call the mother of Josiah Bounderby of Coketown, without... | used up," said Childers. "He has his points as a Cackler still, but he can't get a living out of _them_." "A Cackler!" Bounderby repeated. "Here we go again!" "A speaker, if the gentleman likes it better," said Mr. E. W. B. Childers, superciliously throwing the interpretation over his shoulder, and accompanying it with... | much in the audience), that Jupe has missed his tip very often, lately." "Has what has he missed?" asked Mr. Gradgrind, glancing at the potent Bounderby for assistance. "Missed his tip." "Offered at the Garters four times last night, and never done 'em once," said Master Kidderminster. "Missed his tip at the banners, t... | to hear it, but my mother ran away from _me_." E. W. B. Childers replied pointedly, that he was not at all astonished to hear it. "Very well," said Bounderby. "I was born in a ditch, and my mother ran away from me. Do I excuse her for it? No. Have I ever excused her for it? Not I. What do I call her for it? I call her ... | Hard Times |
"Then give it mouth in your own building, will you, if you please?" | Mr. E. W. B. Childers | rattling his money and laughing.<|quote|>"Then give it mouth in your own building, will you, if you please?"</|quote|>said Childers. "Because this isn't | "Perhaps so," replied Mr. Bounderby, rattling his money and laughing.<|quote|>"Then give it mouth in your own building, will you, if you please?"</|quote|>said Childers. "Because this isn't a strong building, and too | but give it mouth in your own building at least," remonstrated E. W. B. with stern irony. "Don't give it mouth in this building, till you're called upon. You have got some building of your own I dare say, now?" "Perhaps so," replied Mr. Bounderby, rattling his money and laughing.<|quote|>"Then give it mouth in your own... | or what he is not, whether in English or whether in French," retorted Mr. E. W. B. Childers, facing about. "I am telling your friend what's the fact; if you don't like to hear it, you can avail yourself of the open air. You give it mouth enough, you do; but give it mouth in your own building at least," remonstrated E. ... | call her for it? I call her probably the very worst woman that ever lived in the world, except my drunken grandmother. There's no family pride about me, there's no imaginative sentimental humbug about me. I call a spade a spade; and I call the mother of Josiah Bounderby of Coketown, without any fear or any favour, what... | as a Cackler still, but he can't get a living out of _them_." "A Cackler!" Bounderby repeated. "Here we go again!" "A speaker, if the gentleman likes it better," said Mr. E. W. B. Childers, superciliously throwing the interpretation over his shoulder, and accompanying it with a shake of his long hair which all shook at... | his tip very often, lately." "Has what has he missed?" asked Mr. Gradgrind, glancing at the potent Bounderby for assistance. "Missed his tip." "Offered at the Garters four times last night, and never done 'em once," said Master Kidderminster. "Missed his tip at the banners, too, and was loose in his ponging." "Didn't d... | it? No. Have I ever excused her for it? Not I. What do I call her for it? I call her probably the very worst woman that ever lived in the world, except my drunken grandmother. There's no family pride about me, there's no imaginative sentimental humbug about me. I call a spade a spade; and I call the mother of Josiah Bo... | Hard Times |
said Childers. | No speaker | will you, if you please?"<|quote|>said Childers.</|quote|>"Because this isn't a strong | mouth in your own building, will you, if you please?"<|quote|>said Childers.</|quote|>"Because this isn't a strong building, and too much of | B. with stern irony. "Don't give it mouth in this building, till you're called upon. You have got some building of your own I dare say, now?" "Perhaps so," replied Mr. Bounderby, rattling his money and laughing. "Then give it mouth in your own building, will you, if you please?"<|quote|>said Childers.</|quote|>"Because... | Mr. E. W. B. Childers, facing about. "I am telling your friend what's the fact; if you don't like to hear it, you can avail yourself of the open air. You give it mouth enough, you do; but give it mouth in your own building at least," remonstrated E. W. B. with stern irony. "Don't give it mouth in this building, till yo... | ever lived in the world, except my drunken grandmother. There's no family pride about me, there's no imaginative sentimental humbug about me. I call a spade a spade; and I call the mother of Josiah Bounderby of Coketown, without any fear or any favour, what I should call her if she had been the mother of Dick Jones of ... | "A Cackler!" Bounderby repeated. "Here we go again!" "A speaker, if the gentleman likes it better," said Mr. E. W. B. Childers, superciliously throwing the interpretation over his shoulder, and accompanying it with a shake of his long hair which all shook at once. "Now, it's a remarkable fact, sir, that it cut that man... | glancing at the potent Bounderby for assistance. "Missed his tip." "Offered at the Garters four times last night, and never done 'em once," said Master Kidderminster. "Missed his tip at the banners, too, and was loose in his ponging." "Didn't do what he ought to do. Was short in his leaps and bad in his tumbling," Mr. ... | interpretation over his shoulder, and accompanying it with a shake of his long hair which all shook at once. "Now, it's a remarkable fact, sir, that it cut that man deeper, to know that his daughter knew of his being goosed, than to go through with it." "Good!" interrupted Mr. Bounderby. "This is good, Gradgrind! A man... | Hard Times |
"Because this isn't a strong building, and too much of you might bring it down!" | Mr. E. W. B. Childers | if you please?" said Childers.<|quote|>"Because this isn't a strong building, and too much of you might bring it down!"</|quote|>Eyeing Mr. Bounderby from head | your own building, will you, if you please?" said Childers.<|quote|>"Because this isn't a strong building, and too much of you might bring it down!"</|quote|>Eyeing Mr. Bounderby from head to foot again, he turned | stern irony. "Don't give it mouth in this building, till you're called upon. You have got some building of your own I dare say, now?" "Perhaps so," replied Mr. Bounderby, rattling his money and laughing. "Then give it mouth in your own building, will you, if you please?" said Childers.<|quote|>"Because this isn't a str... | W. B. Childers, facing about. "I am telling your friend what's the fact; if you don't like to hear it, you can avail yourself of the open air. You give it mouth enough, you do; but give it mouth in your own building at least," remonstrated E. W. B. with stern irony. "Don't give it mouth in this building, till you're ca... | in the world, except my drunken grandmother. There's no family pride about me, there's no imaginative sentimental humbug about me. I call a spade a spade; and I call the mother of Josiah Bounderby of Coketown, without any fear or any favour, what I should call her if she had been the mother of Dick Jones of Wapping. So... | Bounderby repeated. "Here we go again!" "A speaker, if the gentleman likes it better," said Mr. E. W. B. Childers, superciliously throwing the interpretation over his shoulder, and accompanying it with a shake of his long hair which all shook at once. "Now, it's a remarkable fact, sir, that it cut that man deeper, to k... | the potent Bounderby for assistance. "Missed his tip." "Offered at the Garters four times last night, and never done 'em once," said Master Kidderminster. "Missed his tip at the banners, too, and was loose in his ponging." "Didn't do what he ought to do. Was short in his leaps and bad in his tumbling," Mr. Childers int... | Cackler still, but he can't get a living out of _them_." "A Cackler!" Bounderby repeated. "Here we go again!" "A speaker, if the gentleman likes it better," said Mr. E. W. B. Childers, superciliously throwing the interpretation over his shoulder, and accompanying it with a shake of his long hair which all shook at once... | Hard Times |
Eyeing Mr. Bounderby from head to foot again, he turned from him, as from a man finally disposed of, to Mr. Gradgrind. | No speaker | you might bring it down!"<|quote|>Eyeing Mr. Bounderby from head to foot again, he turned from him, as from a man finally disposed of, to Mr. Gradgrind.</|quote|>"Jupe sent his daughter out | building, and too much of you might bring it down!"<|quote|>Eyeing Mr. Bounderby from head to foot again, he turned from him, as from a man finally disposed of, to Mr. Gradgrind.</|quote|>"Jupe sent his daughter out on an errand not an | got some building of your own I dare say, now?" "Perhaps so," replied Mr. Bounderby, rattling his money and laughing. "Then give it mouth in your own building, will you, if you please?" said Childers. "Because this isn't a strong building, and too much of you might bring it down!"<|quote|>Eyeing Mr. Bounderby from head... | don't like to hear it, you can avail yourself of the open air. You give it mouth enough, you do; but give it mouth in your own building at least," remonstrated E. W. B. with stern irony. "Don't give it mouth in this building, till you're called upon. You have got some building of your own I dare say, now?" "Perhaps so,... | imaginative sentimental humbug about me. I call a spade a spade; and I call the mother of Josiah Bounderby of Coketown, without any fear or any favour, what I should call her if she had been the mother of Dick Jones of Wapping. So, with this man. He is a runaway rogue and a vagabond, that's what he is, in English." "It... | Mr. E. W. B. Childers, superciliously throwing the interpretation over his shoulder, and accompanying it with a shake of his long hair which all shook at once. "Now, it's a remarkable fact, sir, that it cut that man deeper, to know that his daughter knew of his being goosed, than to go through with it." "Good!" interru... | night, and never done 'em once," said Master Kidderminster. "Missed his tip at the banners, too, and was loose in his ponging." "Didn't do what he ought to do. Was short in his leaps and bad in his tumbling," Mr. Childers interpreted. "Oh!" said Mr. Gradgrind, "that is tip, is it?" "In a general way that's missing his ... | still, but he can't get a living out of _them_." "A Cackler!" Bounderby repeated. "Here we go again!" "A speaker, if the gentleman likes it better," said Mr. E. W. B. Childers, superciliously throwing the interpretation over his shoulder, and accompanying it with a shake of his long hair which all shook at once. "Now, ... | Hard Times |
"Jupe sent his daughter out on an errand not an hour ago, and then was seen to slip out himself, with his hat over his eyes, and a bundle tied up in a handkerchief under his arm. She will never believe it of him, but he has cut away and left her." | Mr. E. W. B. Childers | disposed of, to Mr. Gradgrind.<|quote|>"Jupe sent his daughter out on an errand not an hour ago, and then was seen to slip out himself, with his hat over his eyes, and a bundle tied up in a handkerchief under his arm. She will never believe it of him, but he has cut away and left her."</|quote|>"Pray," said Mr. Gradgri... | as from a man finally disposed of, to Mr. Gradgrind.<|quote|>"Jupe sent his daughter out on an errand not an hour ago, and then was seen to slip out himself, with his hat over his eyes, and a bundle tied up in a handkerchief under his arm. She will never believe it of him, but he has cut away and left her."</|quote|>"P... | it mouth in your own building, will you, if you please?" said Childers. "Because this isn't a strong building, and too much of you might bring it down!" Eyeing Mr. Bounderby from head to foot again, he turned from him, as from a man finally disposed of, to Mr. Gradgrind.<|quote|>"Jupe sent his daughter out on an errand... | it mouth in your own building at least," remonstrated E. W. B. with stern irony. "Don't give it mouth in this building, till you're called upon. You have got some building of your own I dare say, now?" "Perhaps so," replied Mr. Bounderby, rattling his money and laughing. "Then give it mouth in your own building, will y... | any fear or any favour, what I should call her if she had been the mother of Dick Jones of Wapping. So, with this man. He is a runaway rogue and a vagabond, that's what he is, in English." "It's all the same to me what he is or what he is not, whether in English or whether in French," retorted Mr. E. W. B. Childers, fa... | which all shook at once. "Now, it's a remarkable fact, sir, that it cut that man deeper, to know that his daughter knew of his being goosed, than to go through with it." "Good!" interrupted Mr. Bounderby. "This is good, Gradgrind! A man so fond of his daughter, that he runs away from her! This is devilish good! Ha! ha!... | "Didn't do what he ought to do. Was short in his leaps and bad in his tumbling," Mr. Childers interpreted. "Oh!" said Mr. Gradgrind, "that is tip, is it?" "In a general way that's missing his tip," Mr. E. W. B. Childers answered. "Nine oils, Merrylegs, missing tips, garters, banners, and Ponging, eh!" ejaculated Bounde... | that he runs away from her! This is devilish good! Ha! ha! Now, I'll tell you what, young man. I haven't always occupied my present station of life. I know what these things are. You may be astonished to hear it, but my mother ran away from _me_." E. W. B. Childers replied pointedly, that he was not at all astonished t... | Hard Times |
"Pray," | Thomas Gradgrind | cut away and left her."<|quote|>"Pray,"</|quote|>said Mr. Gradgrind, "why will | of him, but he has cut away and left her."<|quote|>"Pray,"</|quote|>said Mr. Gradgrind, "why will she never believe it of | his daughter out on an errand not an hour ago, and then was seen to slip out himself, with his hat over his eyes, and a bundle tied up in a handkerchief under his arm. She will never believe it of him, but he has cut away and left her."<|quote|>"Pray,"</|quote|>said Mr. Gradgrind, "why will she never believe it of him?... | in your own building, will you, if you please?" said Childers. "Because this isn't a strong building, and too much of you might bring it down!" Eyeing Mr. Bounderby from head to foot again, he turned from him, as from a man finally disposed of, to Mr. Gradgrind. "Jupe sent his daughter out on an errand not an hour ago,... | not, whether in English or whether in French," retorted Mr. E. W. B. Childers, facing about. "I am telling your friend what's the fact; if you don't like to hear it, you can avail yourself of the open air. You give it mouth enough, you do; but give it mouth in your own building at least," remonstrated E. W. B. with ste... | from her! This is devilish good! Ha! ha! Now, I'll tell you what, young man. I haven't always occupied my present station of life. I know what these things are. You may be astonished to hear it, but my mother ran away from _me_." E. W. B. Childers replied pointedly, that he was not at all astonished to hear it. "Very w... | eh!" ejaculated Bounderby, with his laugh of laughs. "Queer sort of company, too, for a man who has raised himself!" "Lower yourself, then," retorted Cupid. "Oh Lord! if you've raised yourself so high as all that comes to, let yourself down a bit." "This is a very obtrusive lad!" said Mr. Gradgrind, turning, and knitti... | Mr. Bounderby. "This is good, Gradgrind! A man so fond of his daughter, that he runs away from her! This is devilish good! Ha! ha! Now, I'll tell you what, young man. I haven't always occupied my present station of life. I know what these things are. You may be astonished to hear it, but my mother ran away from _me_." ... | Hard Times |
said Mr. Gradgrind, | No speaker | away and left her." "Pray,"<|quote|>said Mr. Gradgrind,</|quote|>"why will she never believe | him, but he has cut away and left her." "Pray,"<|quote|>said Mr. Gradgrind,</|quote|>"why will she never believe it of him?" "Because those | daughter out on an errand not an hour ago, and then was seen to slip out himself, with his hat over his eyes, and a bundle tied up in a handkerchief under his arm. She will never believe it of him, but he has cut away and left her." "Pray,"<|quote|>said Mr. Gradgrind,</|quote|>"why will she never believe it of him?" "B... | your own building, will you, if you please?" said Childers. "Because this isn't a strong building, and too much of you might bring it down!" Eyeing Mr. Bounderby from head to foot again, he turned from him, as from a man finally disposed of, to Mr. Gradgrind. "Jupe sent his daughter out on an errand not an hour ago, an... | whether in English or whether in French," retorted Mr. E. W. B. Childers, facing about. "I am telling your friend what's the fact; if you don't like to hear it, you can avail yourself of the open air. You give it mouth enough, you do; but give it mouth in your own building at least," remonstrated E. W. B. with stern ir... | her! This is devilish good! Ha! ha! Now, I'll tell you what, young man. I haven't always occupied my present station of life. I know what these things are. You may be astonished to hear it, but my mother ran away from _me_." E. W. B. Childers replied pointedly, that he was not at all astonished to hear it. "Very well,"... | ejaculated Bounderby, with his laugh of laughs. "Queer sort of company, too, for a man who has raised himself!" "Lower yourself, then," retorted Cupid. "Oh Lord! if you've raised yourself so high as all that comes to, let yourself down a bit." "This is a very obtrusive lad!" said Mr. Gradgrind, turning, and knitting hi... | B. Childers replied pointedly, that he was not at all astonished to hear it. "Very well," said Bounderby. "I was born in a ditch, and my mother ran away from me. Do I excuse her for it? No. Have I ever excused her for it? Not I. What do I call her for it? I call her probably the very worst woman that ever lived in the ... | Hard Times |
"why will she never believe it of him?" | Thomas Gradgrind | her." "Pray," said Mr. Gradgrind,<|quote|>"why will she never believe it of him?"</|quote|>"Because those two were one. | has cut away and left her." "Pray," said Mr. Gradgrind,<|quote|>"why will she never believe it of him?"</|quote|>"Because those two were one. Because they were never asunder. | an errand not an hour ago, and then was seen to slip out himself, with his hat over his eyes, and a bundle tied up in a handkerchief under his arm. She will never believe it of him, but he has cut away and left her." "Pray," said Mr. Gradgrind,<|quote|>"why will she never believe it of him?"</|quote|>"Because those two... | will you, if you please?" said Childers. "Because this isn't a strong building, and too much of you might bring it down!" Eyeing Mr. Bounderby from head to foot again, he turned from him, as from a man finally disposed of, to Mr. Gradgrind. "Jupe sent his daughter out on an errand not an hour ago, and then was seen to ... | or whether in French," retorted Mr. E. W. B. Childers, facing about. "I am telling your friend what's the fact; if you don't like to hear it, you can avail yourself of the open air. You give it mouth enough, you do; but give it mouth in your own building at least," remonstrated E. W. B. with stern irony. "Don't give it... | devilish good! Ha! ha! Now, I'll tell you what, young man. I haven't always occupied my present station of life. I know what these things are. You may be astonished to hear it, but my mother ran away from _me_." E. W. B. Childers replied pointedly, that he was not at all astonished to hear it. "Very well," said Bounder... | his laugh of laughs. "Queer sort of company, too, for a man who has raised himself!" "Lower yourself, then," retorted Cupid. "Oh Lord! if you've raised yourself so high as all that comes to, let yourself down a bit." "This is a very obtrusive lad!" said Mr. Gradgrind, turning, and knitting his brows on him. "We'd have ... | we go again!" "A speaker, if the gentleman likes it better," said Mr. E. W. B. Childers, superciliously throwing the interpretation over his shoulder, and accompanying it with a shake of his long hair which all shook at once. "Now, it's a remarkable fact, sir, that it cut that man deeper, to know that his daughter knew... | Hard Times |
"Because those two were one. Because they were never asunder. Because, up to this time, he seemed to dote upon her," | Mr. E. W. B. Childers | never believe it of him?"<|quote|>"Because those two were one. Because they were never asunder. Because, up to this time, he seemed to dote upon her,"</|quote|>said Childers, taking a step | Mr. Gradgrind, "why will she never believe it of him?"<|quote|>"Because those two were one. Because they were never asunder. Because, up to this time, he seemed to dote upon her,"</|quote|>said Childers, taking a step or two to look into | was seen to slip out himself, with his hat over his eyes, and a bundle tied up in a handkerchief under his arm. She will never believe it of him, but he has cut away and left her." "Pray," said Mr. Gradgrind, "why will she never believe it of him?"<|quote|>"Because those two were one. Because they were never asunder. B... | this isn't a strong building, and too much of you might bring it down!" Eyeing Mr. Bounderby from head to foot again, he turned from him, as from a man finally disposed of, to Mr. Gradgrind. "Jupe sent his daughter out on an errand not an hour ago, and then was seen to slip out himself, with his hat over his eyes, and ... | B. Childers, facing about. "I am telling your friend what's the fact; if you don't like to hear it, you can avail yourself of the open air. You give it mouth enough, you do; but give it mouth in your own building at least," remonstrated E. W. B. with stern irony. "Don't give it mouth in this building, till you're calle... | what, young man. I haven't always occupied my present station of life. I know what these things are. You may be astonished to hear it, but my mother ran away from _me_." E. W. B. Childers replied pointedly, that he was not at all astonished to hear it. "Very well," said Bounderby. "I was born in a ditch, and my mother ... | too, for a man who has raised himself!" "Lower yourself, then," retorted Cupid. "Oh Lord! if you've raised yourself so high as all that comes to, let yourself down a bit." "This is a very obtrusive lad!" said Mr. Gradgrind, turning, and knitting his brows on him. "We'd have had a young gentleman to meet you, if we had ... | are. You may be astonished to hear it, but my mother ran away from _me_." E. W. B. Childers replied pointedly, that he was not at all astonished to hear it. "Very well," said Bounderby. "I was born in a ditch, and my mother ran away from me. Do I excuse her for it? No. Have I ever excused her for it? Not I. What do I c... | Hard Times |
said Childers, taking a step or two to look into the empty trunk. Both Mr. Childers and Master Kidderminster walked in a curious manner; with their legs wider apart than the general run of men, and with a very knowing assumption of being stiff in the knees. This walk was common to all the male members of Sleary's compa... | No speaker | seemed to dote upon her,"<|quote|>said Childers, taking a step or two to look into the empty trunk. Both Mr. Childers and Master Kidderminster walked in a curious manner; with their legs wider apart than the general run of men, and with a very knowing assumption of being stiff in the knees. This walk was common to all ... | up to this time, he seemed to dote upon her,"<|quote|>said Childers, taking a step or two to look into the empty trunk. Both Mr. Childers and Master Kidderminster walked in a curious manner; with their legs wider apart than the general run of men, and with a very knowing assumption of being stiff in the knees. This wal... | his arm. She will never believe it of him, but he has cut away and left her." "Pray," said Mr. Gradgrind, "why will she never believe it of him?" "Because those two were one. Because they were never asunder. Because, up to this time, he seemed to dote upon her,"<|quote|>said Childers, taking a step or two to look into ... | again, he turned from him, as from a man finally disposed of, to Mr. Gradgrind. "Jupe sent his daughter out on an errand not an hour ago, and then was seen to slip out himself, with his hat over his eyes, and a bundle tied up in a handkerchief under his arm. She will never believe it of him, but he has cut away and lef... | avail yourself of the open air. You give it mouth enough, you do; but give it mouth in your own building at least," remonstrated E. W. B. with stern irony. "Don't give it mouth in this building, till you're called upon. You have got some building of your own I dare say, now?" "Perhaps so," replied Mr. Bounderby, rattli... | astonished to hear it, but my mother ran away from _me_." E. W. B. Childers replied pointedly, that he was not at all astonished to hear it. "Very well," said Bounderby. "I was born in a ditch, and my mother ran away from me. Do I excuse her for it? No. Have I ever excused her for it? Not I. What do I call her for it? ... | as all that comes to, let yourself down a bit." "This is a very obtrusive lad!" said Mr. Gradgrind, turning, and knitting his brows on him. "We'd have had a young gentleman to meet you, if we had known you were coming," retorted Master Kidderminster, nothing abashed. "It's a pity you don't have a bespeak, being so part... | it with a shake of his long hair which all shook at once. "Now, it's a remarkable fact, sir, that it cut that man deeper, to know that his daughter knew of his being goosed, than to go through with it." "Good!" interrupted Mr. Bounderby. "This is good, Gradgrind! A man so fond of his daughter, that he runs away from he... | Hard Times |
"Poor Sissy! He had better have apprenticed her," | Mr. E. W. B. Childers | they were always on horseback.<|quote|>"Poor Sissy! He had better have apprenticed her,"</|quote|>said Childers, giving his hair | was understood to express, that they were always on horseback.<|quote|>"Poor Sissy! He had better have apprenticed her,"</|quote|>said Childers, giving his hair another shake, as he looked | in a curious manner; with their legs wider apart than the general run of men, and with a very knowing assumption of being stiff in the knees. This walk was common to all the male members of Sleary's company, and was understood to express, that they were always on horseback.<|quote|>"Poor Sissy! He had better have appre... | Gradgrind, "why will she never believe it of him?" "Because those two were one. Because they were never asunder. Because, up to this time, he seemed to dote upon her," said Childers, taking a step or two to look into the empty trunk. Both Mr. Childers and Master Kidderminster walked in a curious manner; with their legs... | building, will you, if you please?" said Childers. "Because this isn't a strong building, and too much of you might bring it down!" Eyeing Mr. Bounderby from head to foot again, he turned from him, as from a man finally disposed of, to Mr. Gradgrind. "Jupe sent his daughter out on an errand not an hour ago, and then wa... | probably the very worst woman that ever lived in the world, except my drunken grandmother. There's no family pride about me, there's no imaginative sentimental humbug about me. I call a spade a spade; and I call the mother of Josiah Bounderby of Coketown, without any fear or any favour, what I should call her if she ha... | asked Mr. Gradgrind, eyeing him in a sort of desperation, "by Tight-Jeff?" "There! Get out, get out!" said Mr. Childers, thrusting his young friend from the room, rather in the prairie manner. "Tight-Jeff or Slack-Jeff, it don't much signify: it's only tight-rope and slack-rope. You were going to give me a message for ... | Bounderby, rattling his money and laughing. "Then give it mouth in your own building, will you, if you please?" said Childers. "Because this isn't a strong building, and too much of you might bring it down!" Eyeing Mr. Bounderby from head to foot again, he turned from him, as from a man finally disposed of, to Mr. Grad... | Hard Times |
said Childers, giving his hair another shake, as he looked up from the empty box. | No speaker | had better have apprenticed her,"<|quote|>said Childers, giving his hair another shake, as he looked up from the empty box.</|quote|>"Now, he leaves her without | on horseback. "Poor Sissy! He had better have apprenticed her,"<|quote|>said Childers, giving his hair another shake, as he looked up from the empty box.</|quote|>"Now, he leaves her without anything to take to." "It | apart than the general run of men, and with a very knowing assumption of being stiff in the knees. This walk was common to all the male members of Sleary's company, and was understood to express, that they were always on horseback. "Poor Sissy! He had better have apprenticed her,"<|quote|>said Childers, giving his hair... | him?" "Because those two were one. Because they were never asunder. Because, up to this time, he seemed to dote upon her," said Childers, taking a step or two to look into the empty trunk. Both Mr. Childers and Master Kidderminster walked in a curious manner; with their legs wider apart than the general run of men, and... | "Because this isn't a strong building, and too much of you might bring it down!" Eyeing Mr. Bounderby from head to foot again, he turned from him, as from a man finally disposed of, to Mr. Gradgrind. "Jupe sent his daughter out on an errand not an hour ago, and then was seen to slip out himself, with his hat over his e... | in the world, except my drunken grandmother. There's no family pride about me, there's no imaginative sentimental humbug about me. I call a spade a spade; and I call the mother of Josiah Bounderby of Coketown, without any fear or any favour, what I should call her if she had been the mother of Dick Jones of Wapping. So... | of desperation, "by Tight-Jeff?" "There! Get out, get out!" said Mr. Childers, thrusting his young friend from the room, rather in the prairie manner. "Tight-Jeff or Slack-Jeff, it don't much signify: it's only tight-rope and slack-rope. You were going to give me a message for Jupe?" "Yes, I was." "Then," continued Mr.... | Childers, superciliously throwing the interpretation over his shoulder, and accompanying it with a shake of his long hair which all shook at once. "Now, it's a remarkable fact, sir, that it cut that man deeper, to know that his daughter knew of his being goosed, than to go through with it." "Good!" interrupted Mr. Boun... | Hard Times |
"Now, he leaves her without anything to take to." | Mr. E. W. B. Childers | up from the empty box.<|quote|>"Now, he leaves her without anything to take to."</|quote|>"It is creditable to you, | another shake, as he looked up from the empty box.<|quote|>"Now, he leaves her without anything to take to."</|quote|>"It is creditable to you, who have never been apprenticed, | stiff in the knees. This walk was common to all the male members of Sleary's company, and was understood to express, that they were always on horseback. "Poor Sissy! He had better have apprenticed her," said Childers, giving his hair another shake, as he looked up from the empty box.<|quote|>"Now, he leaves her without... | time, he seemed to dote upon her," said Childers, taking a step or two to look into the empty trunk. Both Mr. Childers and Master Kidderminster walked in a curious manner; with their legs wider apart than the general run of men, and with a very knowing assumption of being stiff in the knees. This walk was common to all... | Eyeing Mr. Bounderby from head to foot again, he turned from him, as from a man finally disposed of, to Mr. Gradgrind. "Jupe sent his daughter out on an errand not an hour ago, and then was seen to slip out himself, with his hat over his eyes, and a bundle tied up in a handkerchief under his arm. She will never believe... | imaginative sentimental humbug about me. I call a spade a spade; and I call the mother of Josiah Bounderby of Coketown, without any fear or any favour, what I should call her if she had been the mother of Dick Jones of Wapping. So, with this man. He is a runaway rogue and a vagabond, that's what he is, in English." "It... | friend from the room, rather in the prairie manner. "Tight-Jeff or Slack-Jeff, it don't much signify: it's only tight-rope and slack-rope. You were going to give me a message for Jupe?" "Yes, I was." "Then," continued Mr. Childers, quickly, "my opinion is, he will never receive it. Do you know much of him?" "I never sa... | B. Childers replied pointedly, that he was not at all astonished to hear it. "Very well," said Bounderby. "I was born in a ditch, and my mother ran away from me. Do I excuse her for it? No. Have I ever excused her for it? Not I. What do I call her for it? I call her probably the very worst woman that ever lived in the ... | Hard Times |
"It is creditable to you, who have never been apprenticed, to express that opinion," | Thomas Gradgrind | without anything to take to."<|quote|>"It is creditable to you, who have never been apprenticed, to express that opinion,"</|quote|>returned Mr. Gradgrind, approvingly. "_I_ | box. "Now, he leaves her without anything to take to."<|quote|>"It is creditable to you, who have never been apprenticed, to express that opinion,"</|quote|>returned Mr. Gradgrind, approvingly. "_I_ never apprenticed? I was apprenticed | all the male members of Sleary's company, and was understood to express, that they were always on horseback. "Poor Sissy! He had better have apprenticed her," said Childers, giving his hair another shake, as he looked up from the empty box. "Now, he leaves her without anything to take to."<|quote|>"It is creditable to ... | taking a step or two to look into the empty trunk. Both Mr. Childers and Master Kidderminster walked in a curious manner; with their legs wider apart than the general run of men, and with a very knowing assumption of being stiff in the knees. This walk was common to all the male members of Sleary's company, and was und... | turned from him, as from a man finally disposed of, to Mr. Gradgrind. "Jupe sent his daughter out on an errand not an hour ago, and then was seen to slip out himself, with his hat over his eyes, and a bundle tied up in a handkerchief under his arm. She will never believe it of him, but he has cut away and left her." "P... | a spade; and I call the mother of Josiah Bounderby of Coketown, without any fear or any favour, what I should call her if she had been the mother of Dick Jones of Wapping. So, with this man. He is a runaway rogue and a vagabond, that's what he is, in English." "It's all the same to me what he is or what he is not, whet... | "Tight-Jeff or Slack-Jeff, it don't much signify: it's only tight-rope and slack-rope. You were going to give me a message for Jupe?" "Yes, I was." "Then," continued Mr. Childers, quickly, "my opinion is, he will never receive it. Do you know much of him?" "I never saw the man in my life." "I doubt if you ever _will_ s... | this man. He is a runaway rogue and a vagabond, that's what he is, in English." "It's all the same to me what he is or what he is not, whether in English or whether in French," retorted Mr. E. W. B. Childers, facing about. "I am telling your friend what's the fact; if you don't like to hear it, you can avail yourself o... | Hard Times |
returned Mr. Gradgrind, approvingly. | No speaker | apprenticed, to express that opinion,"<|quote|>returned Mr. Gradgrind, approvingly.</|quote|>"_I_ never apprenticed? I was | you, who have never been apprenticed, to express that opinion,"<|quote|>returned Mr. Gradgrind, approvingly.</|quote|>"_I_ never apprenticed? I was apprenticed when I was seven | were always on horseback. "Poor Sissy! He had better have apprenticed her," said Childers, giving his hair another shake, as he looked up from the empty box. "Now, he leaves her without anything to take to." "It is creditable to you, who have never been apprenticed, to express that opinion,"<|quote|>returned Mr. Gradgr... | and Master Kidderminster walked in a curious manner; with their legs wider apart than the general run of men, and with a very knowing assumption of being stiff in the knees. This walk was common to all the male members of Sleary's company, and was understood to express, that they were always on horseback. "Poor Sissy! ... | sent his daughter out on an errand not an hour ago, and then was seen to slip out himself, with his hat over his eyes, and a bundle tied up in a handkerchief under his arm. She will never believe it of him, but he has cut away and left her." "Pray," said Mr. Gradgrind, "why will she never believe it of him?" "Because t... | fear or any favour, what I should call her if she had been the mother of Dick Jones of Wapping. So, with this man. He is a runaway rogue and a vagabond, that's what he is, in English." "It's all the same to me what he is or what he is not, whether in English or whether in French," retorted Mr. E. W. B. Childers, facing... | going to give me a message for Jupe?" "Yes, I was." "Then," continued Mr. Childers, quickly, "my opinion is, he will never receive it. Do you know much of him?" "I never saw the man in my life." "I doubt if you ever _will_ see him now. It's pretty plain to me, he's off." "Do you mean that he has deserted his daughter?"... | for it? No. Have I ever excused her for it? Not I. What do I call her for it? I call her probably the very worst woman that ever lived in the world, except my drunken grandmother. There's no family pride about me, there's no imaginative sentimental humbug about me. I call a spade a spade; and I call the mother of Josia... | Hard Times |
"_I_ never apprenticed? I was apprenticed when I was seven year old." | Mr. E. W. B. Childers | opinion," returned Mr. Gradgrind, approvingly.<|quote|>"_I_ never apprenticed? I was apprenticed when I was seven year old."</|quote|>"Oh! Indeed?" said Mr. Gradgrind, | been apprenticed, to express that opinion," returned Mr. Gradgrind, approvingly.<|quote|>"_I_ never apprenticed? I was apprenticed when I was seven year old."</|quote|>"Oh! Indeed?" said Mr. Gradgrind, rather resentfully, as having been | "Poor Sissy! He had better have apprenticed her," said Childers, giving his hair another shake, as he looked up from the empty box. "Now, he leaves her without anything to take to." "It is creditable to you, who have never been apprenticed, to express that opinion," returned Mr. Gradgrind, approvingly.<|quote|>"_I_ nev... | in a curious manner; with their legs wider apart than the general run of men, and with a very knowing assumption of being stiff in the knees. This walk was common to all the male members of Sleary's company, and was understood to express, that they were always on horseback. "Poor Sissy! He had better have apprenticed h... | on an errand not an hour ago, and then was seen to slip out himself, with his hat over his eyes, and a bundle tied up in a handkerchief under his arm. She will never believe it of him, but he has cut away and left her." "Pray," said Mr. Gradgrind, "why will she never believe it of him?" "Because those two were one. Bec... | what I should call her if she had been the mother of Dick Jones of Wapping. So, with this man. He is a runaway rogue and a vagabond, that's what he is, in English." "It's all the same to me what he is or what he is not, whether in English or whether in French," retorted Mr. E. W. B. Childers, facing about. "I am tellin... | a message for Jupe?" "Yes, I was." "Then," continued Mr. Childers, quickly, "my opinion is, he will never receive it. Do you know much of him?" "I never saw the man in my life." "I doubt if you ever _will_ see him now. It's pretty plain to me, he's off." "Do you mean that he has deserted his daughter?" "Ay! I mean," sa... | runaway rogue and a vagabond, that's what he is, in English." "It's all the same to me what he is or what he is not, whether in English or whether in French," retorted Mr. E. W. B. Childers, facing about. "I am telling your friend what's the fact; if you don't like to hear it, you can avail yourself of the open air. Yo... | Hard Times |
"Oh! Indeed?" | Thomas Gradgrind | I was seven year old."<|quote|>"Oh! Indeed?"</|quote|>said Mr. Gradgrind, rather resentfully, | apprenticed? I was apprenticed when I was seven year old."<|quote|>"Oh! Indeed?"</|quote|>said Mr. Gradgrind, rather resentfully, as having been defrauded of | hair another shake, as he looked up from the empty box. "Now, he leaves her without anything to take to." "It is creditable to you, who have never been apprenticed, to express that opinion," returned Mr. Gradgrind, approvingly. "_I_ never apprenticed? I was apprenticed when I was seven year old."<|quote|>"Oh! Indeed?"<... | run of men, and with a very knowing assumption of being stiff in the knees. This walk was common to all the male members of Sleary's company, and was understood to express, that they were always on horseback. "Poor Sissy! He had better have apprenticed her," said Childers, giving his hair another shake, as he looked up... | slip out himself, with his hat over his eyes, and a bundle tied up in a handkerchief under his arm. She will never believe it of him, but he has cut away and left her." "Pray," said Mr. Gradgrind, "why will she never believe it of him?" "Because those two were one. Because they were never asunder. Because, up to this t... | Dick Jones of Wapping. So, with this man. He is a runaway rogue and a vagabond, that's what he is, in English." "It's all the same to me what he is or what he is not, whether in English or whether in French," retorted Mr. E. W. B. Childers, facing about. "I am telling your friend what's the fact; if you don't like to h... | "my opinion is, he will never receive it. Do you know much of him?" "I never saw the man in my life." "I doubt if you ever _will_ see him now. It's pretty plain to me, he's off." "Do you mean that he has deserted his daughter?" "Ay! I mean," said Mr. Childers, with a nod, "that he has cut. He was goosed last night, he ... | sentimental humbug about me. I call a spade a spade; and I call the mother of Josiah Bounderby of Coketown, without any fear or any favour, what I should call her if she had been the mother of Dick Jones of Wapping. So, with this man. He is a runaway rogue and a vagabond, that's what he is, in English." "It's all the s... | Hard Times |
said Mr. Gradgrind, rather resentfully, as having been defrauded of his good opinion. | No speaker | seven year old." "Oh! Indeed?"<|quote|>said Mr. Gradgrind, rather resentfully, as having been defrauded of his good opinion.</|quote|>"I was not aware of | was apprenticed when I was seven year old." "Oh! Indeed?"<|quote|>said Mr. Gradgrind, rather resentfully, as having been defrauded of his good opinion.</|quote|>"I was not aware of its being the custom to | shake, as he looked up from the empty box. "Now, he leaves her without anything to take to." "It is creditable to you, who have never been apprenticed, to express that opinion," returned Mr. Gradgrind, approvingly. "_I_ never apprenticed? I was apprenticed when I was seven year old." "Oh! Indeed?"<|quote|>said Mr. Grad... | men, and with a very knowing assumption of being stiff in the knees. This walk was common to all the male members of Sleary's company, and was understood to express, that they were always on horseback. "Poor Sissy! He had better have apprenticed her," said Childers, giving his hair another shake, as he looked up from t... | himself, with his hat over his eyes, and a bundle tied up in a handkerchief under his arm. She will never believe it of him, but he has cut away and left her." "Pray," said Mr. Gradgrind, "why will she never believe it of him?" "Because those two were one. Because they were never asunder. Because, up to this time, he s... | of Wapping. So, with this man. He is a runaway rogue and a vagabond, that's what he is, in English." "It's all the same to me what he is or what he is not, whether in English or whether in French," retorted Mr. E. W. B. Childers, facing about. "I am telling your friend what's the fact; if you don't like to hear it, you... | is, he will never receive it. Do you know much of him?" "I never saw the man in my life." "I doubt if you ever _will_ see him now. It's pretty plain to me, he's off." "Do you mean that he has deserted his daughter?" "Ay! I mean," said Mr. Childers, with a nod, "that he has cut. He was goosed last night, he was goosed t... | said Bounderby. "I was born in a ditch, and my mother ran away from me. Do I excuse her for it? No. Have I ever excused her for it? Not I. What do I call her for it? I call her probably the very worst woman that ever lived in the world, except my drunken grandmother. There's no family pride about me, there's no imagina... | Hard Times |
"I was not aware of its being the custom to apprentice young persons to" | Thomas Gradgrind | defrauded of his good opinion.<|quote|>"I was not aware of its being the custom to apprentice young persons to"</|quote|>"Idleness," Mr. Bounderby put in | rather resentfully, as having been defrauded of his good opinion.<|quote|>"I was not aware of its being the custom to apprentice young persons to"</|quote|>"Idleness," Mr. Bounderby put in with a loud laugh. "No, | without anything to take to." "It is creditable to you, who have never been apprenticed, to express that opinion," returned Mr. Gradgrind, approvingly. "_I_ never apprenticed? I was apprenticed when I was seven year old." "Oh! Indeed?" said Mr. Gradgrind, rather resentfully, as having been defrauded of his good opinion... | This walk was common to all the male members of Sleary's company, and was understood to express, that they were always on horseback. "Poor Sissy! He had better have apprenticed her," said Childers, giving his hair another shake, as he looked up from the empty box. "Now, he leaves her without anything to take to." "It i... | a handkerchief under his arm. She will never believe it of him, but he has cut away and left her." "Pray," said Mr. Gradgrind, "why will she never believe it of him?" "Because those two were one. Because they were never asunder. Because, up to this time, he seemed to dote upon her," said Childers, taking a step or two ... | vagabond, that's what he is, in English." "It's all the same to me what he is or what he is not, whether in English or whether in French," retorted Mr. E. W. B. Childers, facing about. "I am telling your friend what's the fact; if you don't like to hear it, you can avail yourself of the open air. You give it mouth enou... | never saw the man in my life." "I doubt if you ever _will_ see him now. It's pretty plain to me, he's off." "Do you mean that he has deserted his daughter?" "Ay! I mean," said Mr. Childers, with a nod, "that he has cut. He was goosed last night, he was goosed the night before last, he was goosed to-day. He has lately g... | away from me. Do I excuse her for it? No. Have I ever excused her for it? Not I. What do I call her for it? I call her probably the very worst woman that ever lived in the world, except my drunken grandmother. There's no family pride about me, there's no imaginative sentimental humbug about me. I call a spade a spade; ... | Hard Times |
"Idleness," | Josiah Bounderby | to apprentice young persons to"<|quote|>"Idleness,"</|quote|>Mr. Bounderby put in with | of its being the custom to apprentice young persons to"<|quote|>"Idleness,"</|quote|>Mr. Bounderby put in with a loud laugh. "No, by | apprenticed, to express that opinion," returned Mr. Gradgrind, approvingly. "_I_ never apprenticed? I was apprenticed when I was seven year old." "Oh! Indeed?" said Mr. Gradgrind, rather resentfully, as having been defrauded of his good opinion. "I was not aware of its being the custom to apprentice young persons to"<|... | understood to express, that they were always on horseback. "Poor Sissy! He had better have apprenticed her," said Childers, giving his hair another shake, as he looked up from the empty box. "Now, he leaves her without anything to take to." "It is creditable to you, who have never been apprenticed, to express that opin... | has cut away and left her." "Pray," said Mr. Gradgrind, "why will she never believe it of him?" "Because those two were one. Because they were never asunder. Because, up to this time, he seemed to dote upon her," said Childers, taking a step or two to look into the empty trunk. Both Mr. Childers and Master Kidderminste... | he is or what he is not, whether in English or whether in French," retorted Mr. E. W. B. Childers, facing about. "I am telling your friend what's the fact; if you don't like to hear it, you can avail yourself of the open air. You give it mouth enough, you do; but give it mouth in your own building at least," remonstrat... | him now. It's pretty plain to me, he's off." "Do you mean that he has deserted his daughter?" "Ay! I mean," said Mr. Childers, with a nod, "that he has cut. He was goosed last night, he was goosed the night before last, he was goosed to-day. He has lately got in the way of being always goosed, and he can't stand it." "... | in a handkerchief under his arm. She will never believe it of him, but he has cut away and left her." "Pray," said Mr. Gradgrind, "why will she never believe it of him?" "Because those two were one. Because they were never asunder. Because, up to this time, he seemed to dote upon her," said Childers, taking a step or t... | Hard Times |
Mr. Bounderby put in with a loud laugh. | No speaker | apprentice young persons to" "Idleness,"<|quote|>Mr. Bounderby put in with a loud laugh.</|quote|>"No, by the Lord Harry! | its being the custom to apprentice young persons to" "Idleness,"<|quote|>Mr. Bounderby put in with a loud laugh.</|quote|>"No, by the Lord Harry! Nor I!" "Her father always | to express that opinion," returned Mr. Gradgrind, approvingly. "_I_ never apprenticed? I was apprenticed when I was seven year old." "Oh! Indeed?" said Mr. Gradgrind, rather resentfully, as having been defrauded of his good opinion. "I was not aware of its being the custom to apprentice young persons to" "Idleness,"<|q... | to express, that they were always on horseback. "Poor Sissy! He had better have apprenticed her," said Childers, giving his hair another shake, as he looked up from the empty box. "Now, he leaves her without anything to take to." "It is creditable to you, who have never been apprenticed, to express that opinion," retur... | cut away and left her." "Pray," said Mr. Gradgrind, "why will she never believe it of him?" "Because those two were one. Because they were never asunder. Because, up to this time, he seemed to dote upon her," said Childers, taking a step or two to look into the empty trunk. Both Mr. Childers and Master Kidderminster wa... | is or what he is not, whether in English or whether in French," retorted Mr. E. W. B. Childers, facing about. "I am telling your friend what's the fact; if you don't like to hear it, you can avail yourself of the open air. You give it mouth enough, you do; but give it mouth in your own building at least," remonstrated ... | now. It's pretty plain to me, he's off." "Do you mean that he has deserted his daughter?" "Ay! I mean," said Mr. Childers, with a nod, "that he has cut. He was goosed last night, he was goosed the night before last, he was goosed to-day. He has lately got in the way of being always goosed, and he can't stand it." "Why ... | to slip out himself, with his hat over his eyes, and a bundle tied up in a handkerchief under his arm. She will never believe it of him, but he has cut away and left her." "Pray," said Mr. Gradgrind, "why will she never believe it of him?" "Because those two were one. Because they were never asunder. Because, up to thi... | Hard Times |
"No, by the Lord Harry! Nor I!" | Josiah Bounderby | in with a loud laugh.<|quote|>"No, by the Lord Harry! Nor I!"</|quote|>"Her father always had it | to" "Idleness," Mr. Bounderby put in with a loud laugh.<|quote|>"No, by the Lord Harry! Nor I!"</|quote|>"Her father always had it in his head," resumed Childers, | "_I_ never apprenticed? I was apprenticed when I was seven year old." "Oh! Indeed?" said Mr. Gradgrind, rather resentfully, as having been defrauded of his good opinion. "I was not aware of its being the custom to apprentice young persons to" "Idleness," Mr. Bounderby put in with a loud laugh.<|quote|>"No, by the Lord ... | "Poor Sissy! He had better have apprenticed her," said Childers, giving his hair another shake, as he looked up from the empty box. "Now, he leaves her without anything to take to." "It is creditable to you, who have never been apprenticed, to express that opinion," returned Mr. Gradgrind, approvingly. "_I_ never appre... | Gradgrind, "why will she never believe it of him?" "Because those two were one. Because they were never asunder. Because, up to this time, he seemed to dote upon her," said Childers, taking a step or two to look into the empty trunk. Both Mr. Childers and Master Kidderminster walked in a curious manner; with their legs... | English or whether in French," retorted Mr. E. W. B. Childers, facing about. "I am telling your friend what's the fact; if you don't like to hear it, you can avail yourself of the open air. You give it mouth enough, you do; but give it mouth in your own building at least," remonstrated E. W. B. with stern irony. "Don't... | "Do you mean that he has deserted his daughter?" "Ay! I mean," said Mr. Childers, with a nod, "that he has cut. He was goosed last night, he was goosed the night before last, he was goosed to-day. He has lately got in the way of being always goosed, and he can't stand it." "Why has he been so very much Goosed?" asked M... | E. W. B. Childers replied pointedly, that he was not at all astonished to hear it. "Very well," said Bounderby. "I was born in a ditch, and my mother ran away from me. Do I excuse her for it? No. Have I ever excused her for it? Not I. What do I call her for it? I call her probably the very worst woman that ever lived i... | Hard Times |
"Her father always had it in his head," | Mr. E. W. B. Childers | the Lord Harry! Nor I!"<|quote|>"Her father always had it in his head,"</|quote|>resumed Childers, feigning unconsciousness of | a loud laugh. "No, by the Lord Harry! Nor I!"<|quote|>"Her father always had it in his head,"</|quote|>resumed Childers, feigning unconsciousness of Mr. Bounderby's existence, "that she | I was seven year old." "Oh! Indeed?" said Mr. Gradgrind, rather resentfully, as having been defrauded of his good opinion. "I was not aware of its being the custom to apprentice young persons to" "Idleness," Mr. Bounderby put in with a loud laugh. "No, by the Lord Harry! Nor I!"<|quote|>"Her father always had it in his... | her," said Childers, giving his hair another shake, as he looked up from the empty box. "Now, he leaves her without anything to take to." "It is creditable to you, who have never been apprenticed, to express that opinion," returned Mr. Gradgrind, approvingly. "_I_ never apprenticed? I was apprenticed when I was seven y... | of him?" "Because those two were one. Because they were never asunder. Because, up to this time, he seemed to dote upon her," said Childers, taking a step or two to look into the empty trunk. Both Mr. Childers and Master Kidderminster walked in a curious manner; with their legs wider apart than the general run of men, ... | E. W. B. Childers, facing about. "I am telling your friend what's the fact; if you don't like to hear it, you can avail yourself of the open air. You give it mouth enough, you do; but give it mouth in your own building at least," remonstrated E. W. B. with stern irony. "Don't give it mouth in this building, till you're... | his daughter?" "Ay! I mean," said Mr. Childers, with a nod, "that he has cut. He was goosed last night, he was goosed the night before last, he was goosed to-day. He has lately got in the way of being always goosed, and he can't stand it." "Why has he been so very much Goosed?" asked Mr. Gradgrind, forcing the word out... | can avail yourself of the open air. You give it mouth enough, you do; but give it mouth in your own building at least," remonstrated E. W. B. with stern irony. "Don't give it mouth in this building, till you're called upon. You have got some building of your own I dare say, now?" "Perhaps so," replied Mr. Bounderby, ra... | Hard Times |
resumed Childers, feigning unconsciousness of Mr. Bounderby's existence, | No speaker | had it in his head,"<|quote|>resumed Childers, feigning unconsciousness of Mr. Bounderby's existence,</|quote|>"that she was to be | Nor I!" "Her father always had it in his head,"<|quote|>resumed Childers, feigning unconsciousness of Mr. Bounderby's existence,</|quote|>"that she was to be taught the deuce-and-all of education. | Mr. Gradgrind, rather resentfully, as having been defrauded of his good opinion. "I was not aware of its being the custom to apprentice young persons to" "Idleness," Mr. Bounderby put in with a loud laugh. "No, by the Lord Harry! Nor I!" "Her father always had it in his head,"<|quote|>resumed Childers, feigning unconsc... | as he looked up from the empty box. "Now, he leaves her without anything to take to." "It is creditable to you, who have never been apprenticed, to express that opinion," returned Mr. Gradgrind, approvingly. "_I_ never apprenticed? I was apprenticed when I was seven year old." "Oh! Indeed?" said Mr. Gradgrind, rather r... | they were never asunder. Because, up to this time, he seemed to dote upon her," said Childers, taking a step or two to look into the empty trunk. Both Mr. Childers and Master Kidderminster walked in a curious manner; with their legs wider apart than the general run of men, and with a very knowing assumption of being st... | telling your friend what's the fact; if you don't like to hear it, you can avail yourself of the open air. You give it mouth enough, you do; but give it mouth in your own building at least," remonstrated E. W. B. with stern irony. "Don't give it mouth in this building, till you're called upon. You have got some buildin... | with a nod, "that he has cut. He was goosed last night, he was goosed the night before last, he was goosed to-day. He has lately got in the way of being always goosed, and he can't stand it." "Why has he been so very much Goosed?" asked Mr. Gradgrind, forcing the word out of himself, with great solemnity and reluctance... | eyes, and a bundle tied up in a handkerchief under his arm. She will never believe it of him, but he has cut away and left her." "Pray," said Mr. Gradgrind, "why will she never believe it of him?" "Because those two were one. Because they were never asunder. Because, up to this time, he seemed to dote upon her," said C... | Hard Times |
"that she was to be taught the deuce-and-all of education. How it got into his head, I can't say; I can only say that it never got out. He has been picking up a bit of reading for her, here and a bit of writing for her, there and a bit of ciphering for her, somewhere else these seven years." | Mr. E. W. B. Childers | unconsciousness of Mr. Bounderby's existence,<|quote|>"that she was to be taught the deuce-and-all of education. How it got into his head, I can't say; I can only say that it never got out. He has been picking up a bit of reading for her, here and a bit of writing for her, there and a bit of ciphering for her, somewher... | his head," resumed Childers, feigning unconsciousness of Mr. Bounderby's existence,<|quote|>"that she was to be taught the deuce-and-all of education. How it got into his head, I can't say; I can only say that it never got out. He has been picking up a bit of reading for her, here and a bit of writing for her, there an... | of his good opinion. "I was not aware of its being the custom to apprentice young persons to" "Idleness," Mr. Bounderby put in with a loud laugh. "No, by the Lord Harry! Nor I!" "Her father always had it in his head," resumed Childers, feigning unconsciousness of Mr. Bounderby's existence,<|quote|>"that she was to be t... | "Now, he leaves her without anything to take to." "It is creditable to you, who have never been apprenticed, to express that opinion," returned Mr. Gradgrind, approvingly. "_I_ never apprenticed? I was apprenticed when I was seven year old." "Oh! Indeed?" said Mr. Gradgrind, rather resentfully, as having been defrauded... | time, he seemed to dote upon her," said Childers, taking a step or two to look into the empty trunk. Both Mr. Childers and Master Kidderminster walked in a curious manner; with their legs wider apart than the general run of men, and with a very knowing assumption of being stiff in the knees. This walk was common to all... | don't like to hear it, you can avail yourself of the open air. You give it mouth enough, you do; but give it mouth in your own building at least," remonstrated E. W. B. with stern irony. "Don't give it mouth in this building, till you're called upon. You have got some building of your own I dare say, now?" "Perhaps so,... | was goosed last night, he was goosed the night before last, he was goosed to-day. He has lately got in the way of being always goosed, and he can't stand it." "Why has he been so very much Goosed?" asked Mr. Gradgrind, forcing the word out of himself, with great solemnity and reluctance. "His joints are turning stiff, ... | from him, as from a man finally disposed of, to Mr. Gradgrind. "Jupe sent his daughter out on an errand not an hour ago, and then was seen to slip out himself, with his hat over his eyes, and a bundle tied up in a handkerchief under his arm. She will never believe it of him, but he has cut away and left her." "Pray," s... | Hard Times |
Mr. E. W. B. Childers took one of his hands out of his pockets, stroked his face and chin, and looked, with a good deal of doubt and a little hope, at Mr. Gradgrind. From the first he had sought to conciliate that gentleman, for the sake of the deserted girl. | No speaker | somewhere else these seven years."<|quote|>Mr. E. W. B. Childers took one of his hands out of his pockets, stroked his face and chin, and looked, with a good deal of doubt and a little hope, at Mr. Gradgrind. From the first he had sought to conciliate that gentleman, for the sake of the deserted girl.</|quote|>"When Si... | bit of ciphering for her, somewhere else these seven years."<|quote|>Mr. E. W. B. Childers took one of his hands out of his pockets, stroked his face and chin, and looked, with a good deal of doubt and a little hope, at Mr. Gradgrind. From the first he had sought to conciliate that gentleman, for the sake of the desert... | How it got into his head, I can't say; I can only say that it never got out. He has been picking up a bit of reading for her, here and a bit of writing for her, there and a bit of ciphering for her, somewhere else these seven years."<|quote|>Mr. E. W. B. Childers took one of his hands out of his pockets, stroked his fa... | being the custom to apprentice young persons to" "Idleness," Mr. Bounderby put in with a loud laugh. "No, by the Lord Harry! Nor I!" "Her father always had it in his head," resumed Childers, feigning unconsciousness of Mr. Bounderby's existence, "that she was to be taught the deuce-and-all of education. How it got into... | the male members of Sleary's company, and was understood to express, that they were always on horseback. "Poor Sissy! He had better have apprenticed her," said Childers, giving his hair another shake, as he looked up from the empty box. "Now, he leaves her without anything to take to." "It is creditable to you, who hav... | "Perhaps so," replied Mr. Bounderby, rattling his money and laughing. "Then give it mouth in your own building, will you, if you please?" said Childers. "Because this isn't a strong building, and too much of you might bring it down!" Eyeing Mr. Bounderby from head to foot again, he turned from him, as from a man finall... | is getting used up," said Childers. "He has his points as a Cackler still, but he can't get a living out of _them_." "A Cackler!" Bounderby repeated. "Here we go again!" "A speaker, if the gentleman likes it better," said Mr. E. W. B. Childers, superciliously throwing the interpretation over his shoulder, and accompany... | give it mouth in your own building, will you, if you please?" said Childers. "Because this isn't a strong building, and too much of you might bring it down!" Eyeing Mr. Bounderby from head to foot again, he turned from him, as from a man finally disposed of, to Mr. Gradgrind. "Jupe sent his daughter out on an errand no... | Hard Times |
"When Sissy got into the school here," | Mr. E. W. B. Childers | sake of the deserted girl.<|quote|>"When Sissy got into the school here,"</|quote|>he pursued, "her father was | conciliate that gentleman, for the sake of the deserted girl.<|quote|>"When Sissy got into the school here,"</|quote|>he pursued, "her father was as pleased as Punch. I | E. W. B. Childers took one of his hands out of his pockets, stroked his face and chin, and looked, with a good deal of doubt and a little hope, at Mr. Gradgrind. From the first he had sought to conciliate that gentleman, for the sake of the deserted girl.<|quote|>"When Sissy got into the school here,"</|quote|>he pursu... | it got into his head, I can't say; I can only say that it never got out. He has been picking up a bit of reading for her, here and a bit of writing for her, there and a bit of ciphering for her, somewhere else these seven years." Mr. E. W. B. Childers took one of his hands out of his pockets, stroked his face and chin,... | creditable to you, who have never been apprenticed, to express that opinion," returned Mr. Gradgrind, approvingly. "_I_ never apprenticed? I was apprenticed when I was seven year old." "Oh! Indeed?" said Mr. Gradgrind, rather resentfully, as having been defrauded of his good opinion. "I was not aware of its being the c... | him, as from a man finally disposed of, to Mr. Gradgrind. "Jupe sent his daughter out on an errand not an hour ago, and then was seen to slip out himself, with his hat over his eyes, and a bundle tied up in a handkerchief under his arm. She will never believe it of him, but he has cut away and left her." "Pray," said M... | shoulder, and accompanying it with a shake of his long hair which all shook at once. "Now, it's a remarkable fact, sir, that it cut that man deeper, to know that his daughter knew of his being goosed, than to go through with it." "Good!" interrupted Mr. Bounderby. "This is good, Gradgrind! A man so fond of his daughter... | him?" "Because those two were one. Because they were never asunder. Because, up to this time, he seemed to dote upon her," said Childers, taking a step or two to look into the empty trunk. Both Mr. Childers and Master Kidderminster walked in a curious manner; with their legs wider apart than the general run of men, and... | Hard Times |
he pursued, | No speaker | got into the school here,"<|quote|>he pursued,</|quote|>"her father was as pleased | the deserted girl. "When Sissy got into the school here,"<|quote|>he pursued,</|quote|>"her father was as pleased as Punch. I couldn't altogether | his hands out of his pockets, stroked his face and chin, and looked, with a good deal of doubt and a little hope, at Mr. Gradgrind. From the first he had sought to conciliate that gentleman, for the sake of the deserted girl. "When Sissy got into the school here,"<|quote|>he pursued,</|quote|>"her father was as pleased... | say; I can only say that it never got out. He has been picking up a bit of reading for her, here and a bit of writing for her, there and a bit of ciphering for her, somewhere else these seven years." Mr. E. W. B. Childers took one of his hands out of his pockets, stroked his face and chin, and looked, with a good deal ... | apprenticed, to express that opinion," returned Mr. Gradgrind, approvingly. "_I_ never apprenticed? I was apprenticed when I was seven year old." "Oh! Indeed?" said Mr. Gradgrind, rather resentfully, as having been defrauded of his good opinion. "I was not aware of its being the custom to apprentice young persons to" "... | of, to Mr. Gradgrind. "Jupe sent his daughter out on an errand not an hour ago, and then was seen to slip out himself, with his hat over his eyes, and a bundle tied up in a handkerchief under his arm. She will never believe it of him, but he has cut away and left her." "Pray," said Mr. Gradgrind, "why will she never be... | of his long hair which all shook at once. "Now, it's a remarkable fact, sir, that it cut that man deeper, to know that his daughter knew of his being goosed, than to go through with it." "Good!" interrupted Mr. Bounderby. "This is good, Gradgrind! A man so fond of his daughter, that he runs away from her! This is devil... | own building at least," remonstrated E. W. B. with stern irony. "Don't give it mouth in this building, till you're called upon. You have got some building of your own I dare say, now?" "Perhaps so," replied Mr. Bounderby, rattling his money and laughing. "Then give it mouth in your own building, will you, if you please... | Hard Times |
"her father was as pleased as Punch. I couldn't altogether make out why, myself, as we were not stationary here, being but comers and goers anywhere. I suppose, however, he had this move in his mind he was always half-cracked and then considered her provided for. If you should happen to have looked in to-night, for the... | Mr. E. W. B. Childers | the school here," he pursued,<|quote|>"her father was as pleased as Punch. I couldn't altogether make out why, myself, as we were not stationary here, being but comers and goers anywhere. I suppose, however, he had this move in his mind he was always half-cracked and then considered her provided for. If you should happ... | girl. "When Sissy got into the school here," he pursued,<|quote|>"her father was as pleased as Punch. I couldn't altogether make out why, myself, as we were not stationary here, being but comers and goers anywhere. I suppose, however, he had this move in his mind he was always half-cracked and then considered her provi... | out of his pockets, stroked his face and chin, and looked, with a good deal of doubt and a little hope, at Mr. Gradgrind. From the first he had sought to conciliate that gentleman, for the sake of the deserted girl. "When Sissy got into the school here," he pursued,<|quote|>"her father was as pleased as Punch. I couldn... | can only say that it never got out. He has been picking up a bit of reading for her, here and a bit of writing for her, there and a bit of ciphering for her, somewhere else these seven years." Mr. E. W. B. Childers took one of his hands out of his pockets, stroked his face and chin, and looked, with a good deal of doub... | express that opinion," returned Mr. Gradgrind, approvingly. "_I_ never apprenticed? I was apprenticed when I was seven year old." "Oh! Indeed?" said Mr. Gradgrind, rather resentfully, as having been defrauded of his good opinion. "I was not aware of its being the custom to apprentice young persons to" "Idleness," Mr. B... | Mr. Gradgrind. "Jupe sent his daughter out on an errand not an hour ago, and then was seen to slip out himself, with his hat over his eyes, and a bundle tied up in a handkerchief under his arm. She will never believe it of him, but he has cut away and left her." "Pray," said Mr. Gradgrind, "why will she never believe i... | long hair which all shook at once. "Now, it's a remarkable fact, sir, that it cut that man deeper, to know that his daughter knew of his being goosed, than to go through with it." "Good!" interrupted Mr. Bounderby. "This is good, Gradgrind! A man so fond of his daughter, that he runs away from her! This is devilish goo... | in this building, till you're called upon. You have got some building of your own I dare say, now?" "Perhaps so," replied Mr. Bounderby, rattling his money and laughing. "Then give it mouth in your own building, will you, if you please?" said Childers. "Because this isn't a strong building, and too much of you might br... | Hard Times |
said Mr. Childers, stroking his face again, and repeating his look, | No speaker | do her any little service,"<|quote|>said Mr. Childers, stroking his face again, and repeating his look,</|quote|>"it would be very fortunate | that you were going to do her any little service,"<|quote|>said Mr. Childers, stroking his face again, and repeating his look,</|quote|>"it would be very fortunate and well-timed; very fortunate and | but comers and goers anywhere. I suppose, however, he had this move in his mind he was always half-cracked and then considered her provided for. If you should happen to have looked in to-night, for the purpose of telling him that you were going to do her any little service,"<|quote|>said Mr. Childers, stroking his face... | at Mr. Gradgrind. From the first he had sought to conciliate that gentleman, for the sake of the deserted girl. "When Sissy got into the school here," he pursued, "her father was as pleased as Punch. I couldn't altogether make out why, myself, as we were not stationary here, being but comers and goers anywhere. I suppo... | head," resumed Childers, feigning unconsciousness of Mr. Bounderby's existence, "that she was to be taught the deuce-and-all of education. How it got into his head, I can't say; I can only say that it never got out. He has been picking up a bit of reading for her, here and a bit of writing for her, there and a bit of c... | Because they were never asunder. Because, up to this time, he seemed to dote upon her," said Childers, taking a step or two to look into the empty trunk. Both Mr. Childers and Master Kidderminster walked in a curious manner; with their legs wider apart than the general run of men, and with a very knowing assumption of ... | always occupied my present station of life. I know what these things are. You may be astonished to hear it, but my mother ran away from _me_." E. W. B. Childers replied pointedly, that he was not at all astonished to hear it. "Very well," said Bounderby. "I was born in a ditch, and my mother ran away from me. Do I excu... | shake, as he looked up from the empty box. "Now, he leaves her without anything to take to." "It is creditable to you, who have never been apprenticed, to express that opinion," returned Mr. Gradgrind, approvingly. "_I_ never apprenticed? I was apprenticed when I was seven year old." "Oh! Indeed?" said Mr. Gradgrind, r... | Hard Times |
"it would be very fortunate and well-timed; very fortunate and well-timed." | Mr. E. W. B. Childers | again, and repeating his look,<|quote|>"it would be very fortunate and well-timed; very fortunate and well-timed."</|quote|>"On the contrary," returned Mr. | Mr. Childers, stroking his face again, and repeating his look,<|quote|>"it would be very fortunate and well-timed; very fortunate and well-timed."</|quote|>"On the contrary," returned Mr. Gradgrind. "I came to tell | move in his mind he was always half-cracked and then considered her provided for. If you should happen to have looked in to-night, for the purpose of telling him that you were going to do her any little service," said Mr. Childers, stroking his face again, and repeating his look,<|quote|>"it would be very fortunate and... | that gentleman, for the sake of the deserted girl. "When Sissy got into the school here," he pursued, "her father was as pleased as Punch. I couldn't altogether make out why, myself, as we were not stationary here, being but comers and goers anywhere. I suppose, however, he had this move in his mind he was always half-... | was to be taught the deuce-and-all of education. How it got into his head, I can't say; I can only say that it never got out. He has been picking up a bit of reading for her, here and a bit of writing for her, there and a bit of ciphering for her, somewhere else these seven years." Mr. E. W. B. Childers took one of his... | seemed to dote upon her," said Childers, taking a step or two to look into the empty trunk. Both Mr. Childers and Master Kidderminster walked in a curious manner; with their legs wider apart than the general run of men, and with a very knowing assumption of being stiff in the knees. This walk was common to all the male... | things are. You may be astonished to hear it, but my mother ran away from _me_." E. W. B. Childers replied pointedly, that he was not at all astonished to hear it. "Very well," said Bounderby. "I was born in a ditch, and my mother ran away from me. Do I excuse her for it? No. Have I ever excused her for it? Not I. What... | I!" "Her father always had it in his head," resumed Childers, feigning unconsciousness of Mr. Bounderby's existence, "that she was to be taught the deuce-and-all of education. How it got into his head, I can't say; I can only say that it never got out. He has been picking up a bit of reading for her, here and a bit of ... | Hard Times |
"On the contrary," | Thomas Gradgrind | well-timed; very fortunate and well-timed."<|quote|>"On the contrary,"</|quote|>returned Mr. Gradgrind. "I came | would be very fortunate and well-timed; very fortunate and well-timed."<|quote|>"On the contrary,"</|quote|>returned Mr. Gradgrind. "I came to tell him that her | her provided for. If you should happen to have looked in to-night, for the purpose of telling him that you were going to do her any little service," said Mr. Childers, stroking his face again, and repeating his look, "it would be very fortunate and well-timed; very fortunate and well-timed."<|quote|>"On the contrary,"<... | got into the school here," he pursued, "her father was as pleased as Punch. I couldn't altogether make out why, myself, as we were not stationary here, being but comers and goers anywhere. I suppose, however, he had this move in his mind he was always half-cracked and then considered her provided for. If you should hap... | into his head, I can't say; I can only say that it never got out. He has been picking up a bit of reading for her, here and a bit of writing for her, there and a bit of ciphering for her, somewhere else these seven years." Mr. E. W. B. Childers took one of his hands out of his pockets, stroked his face and chin, and lo... | two to look into the empty trunk. Both Mr. Childers and Master Kidderminster walked in a curious manner; with their legs wider apart than the general run of men, and with a very knowing assumption of being stiff in the knees. This walk was common to all the male members of Sleary's company, and was understood to expres... | mother ran away from _me_." E. W. B. Childers replied pointedly, that he was not at all astonished to hear it. "Very well," said Bounderby. "I was born in a ditch, and my mother ran away from me. Do I excuse her for it? No. Have I ever excused her for it? Not I. What do I call her for it? I call her probably the very w... | own building at least," remonstrated E. W. B. with stern irony. "Don't give it mouth in this building, till you're called upon. You have got some building of your own I dare say, now?" "Perhaps so," replied Mr. Bounderby, rattling his money and laughing. "Then give it mouth in your own building, will you, if you please... | Hard Times |
returned Mr. Gradgrind. | No speaker | and well-timed." "On the contrary,"<|quote|>returned Mr. Gradgrind.</|quote|>"I came to tell him | fortunate and well-timed; very fortunate and well-timed." "On the contrary,"<|quote|>returned Mr. Gradgrind.</|quote|>"I came to tell him that her connections made her | If you should happen to have looked in to-night, for the purpose of telling him that you were going to do her any little service," said Mr. Childers, stroking his face again, and repeating his look, "it would be very fortunate and well-timed; very fortunate and well-timed." "On the contrary,"<|quote|>returned Mr. Gradg... | school here," he pursued, "her father was as pleased as Punch. I couldn't altogether make out why, myself, as we were not stationary here, being but comers and goers anywhere. I suppose, however, he had this move in his mind he was always half-cracked and then considered her provided for. If you should happen to have l... | I can't say; I can only say that it never got out. He has been picking up a bit of reading for her, here and a bit of writing for her, there and a bit of ciphering for her, somewhere else these seven years." Mr. E. W. B. Childers took one of his hands out of his pockets, stroked his face and chin, and looked, with a go... | into the empty trunk. Both Mr. Childers and Master Kidderminster walked in a curious manner; with their legs wider apart than the general run of men, and with a very knowing assumption of being stiff in the knees. This walk was common to all the male members of Sleary's company, and was understood to express, that they... | from _me_." E. W. B. Childers replied pointedly, that he was not at all astonished to hear it. "Very well," said Bounderby. "I was born in a ditch, and my mother ran away from me. Do I excuse her for it? No. Have I ever excused her for it? Not I. What do I call her for it? I call her probably the very worst woman that ... | of him?" "Because those two were one. Because they were never asunder. Because, up to this time, he seemed to dote upon her," said Childers, taking a step or two to look into the empty trunk. Both Mr. Childers and Master Kidderminster walked in a curious manner; with their legs wider apart than the general run of men, ... | Hard Times |
"I came to tell him that her connections made her not an object for the school, and that she must not attend any more. Still, if her father really has left her, without any connivance on her part Bounderby, let me have a word with you." | Thomas Gradgrind | the contrary," returned Mr. Gradgrind.<|quote|>"I came to tell him that her connections made her not an object for the school, and that she must not attend any more. Still, if her father really has left her, without any connivance on her part Bounderby, let me have a word with you."</|quote|>Upon this, Mr. Childers pol... | very fortunate and well-timed." "On the contrary," returned Mr. Gradgrind.<|quote|>"I came to tell him that her connections made her not an object for the school, and that she must not attend any more. Still, if her father really has left her, without any connivance on her part Bounderby, let me have a word with you."<... | happen to have looked in to-night, for the purpose of telling him that you were going to do her any little service," said Mr. Childers, stroking his face again, and repeating his look, "it would be very fortunate and well-timed; very fortunate and well-timed." "On the contrary," returned Mr. Gradgrind.<|quote|>"I came ... | pursued, "her father was as pleased as Punch. I couldn't altogether make out why, myself, as we were not stationary here, being but comers and goers anywhere. I suppose, however, he had this move in his mind he was always half-cracked and then considered her provided for. If you should happen to have looked in to-night... | I can only say that it never got out. He has been picking up a bit of reading for her, here and a bit of writing for her, there and a bit of ciphering for her, somewhere else these seven years." Mr. E. W. B. Childers took one of his hands out of his pockets, stroked his face and chin, and looked, with a good deal of do... | trunk. Both Mr. Childers and Master Kidderminster walked in a curious manner; with their legs wider apart than the general run of men, and with a very knowing assumption of being stiff in the knees. This walk was common to all the male members of Sleary's company, and was understood to express, that they were always on... | W. B. Childers replied pointedly, that he was not at all astonished to hear it. "Very well," said Bounderby. "I was born in a ditch, and my mother ran away from me. Do I excuse her for it? No. Have I ever excused her for it? Not I. What do I call her for it? I call her probably the very worst woman that ever lived in t... | that they were always on horseback. "Poor Sissy! He had better have apprenticed her," said Childers, giving his hair another shake, as he looked up from the empty box. "Now, he leaves her without anything to take to." "It is creditable to you, who have never been apprenticed, to express that opinion," returned Mr. Grad... | Hard Times |
Upon this, Mr. Childers politely betook himself, with his equestrian walk, to the landing outside the door, and there stood stroking his face, and softly whistling. While thus engaged, he overheard such phrases in Mr. Bounderby's voice as | No speaker | have a word with you."<|quote|>Upon this, Mr. Childers politely betook himself, with his equestrian walk, to the landing outside the door, and there stood stroking his face, and softly whistling. While thus engaged, he overheard such phrases in Mr. Bounderby's voice as</|quote|>"No. _I_ say no. I | her part Bounderby, let me have a word with you."<|quote|>Upon this, Mr. Childers politely betook himself, with his equestrian walk, to the landing outside the door, and there stood stroking his face, and softly whistling. While thus engaged, he overheard such phrases in Mr. Bounderby's voice as</|quote|>"No. _I_ say n... | contrary," returned Mr. Gradgrind. "I came to tell him that her connections made her not an object for the school, and that she must not attend any more. Still, if her father really has left her, without any connivance on her part Bounderby, let me have a word with you."<|quote|>Upon this, Mr. Childers politely betook ... | for. If you should happen to have looked in to-night, for the purpose of telling him that you were going to do her any little service," said Mr. Childers, stroking his face again, and repeating his look, "it would be very fortunate and well-timed; very fortunate and well-timed." "On the contrary," returned Mr. Gradgrin... | took one of his hands out of his pockets, stroked his face and chin, and looked, with a good deal of doubt and a little hope, at Mr. Gradgrind. From the first he had sought to conciliate that gentleman, for the sake of the deserted girl. "When Sissy got into the school here," he pursued, "her father was as pleased as P... | company, and was understood to express, that they were always on horseback. "Poor Sissy! He had better have apprenticed her," said Childers, giving his hair another shake, as he looked up from the empty box. "Now, he leaves her without anything to take to." "It is creditable to you, who have never been apprenticed, to ... | Not I. What do I call her for it? I call her probably the very worst woman that ever lived in the world, except my drunken grandmother. There's no family pride about me, there's no imaginative sentimental humbug about me. I call a spade a spade; and I call the mother of Josiah Bounderby of Coketown, without any fear or... | when I was seven year old." "Oh! Indeed?" said Mr. Gradgrind, rather resentfully, as having been defrauded of his good opinion. "I was not aware of its being the custom to apprentice young persons to" "Idleness," Mr. Bounderby put in with a loud laugh. "No, by the Lord Harry! Nor I!" "Her father always had it in his he... | Hard Times |
"No. _I_ say no. I advise you not. I say by no means." | Josiah Bounderby | in Mr. Bounderby's voice as<|quote|>"No. _I_ say no. I advise you not. I say by no means."</|quote|>While, from Mr. Gradgrind, he | engaged, he overheard such phrases in Mr. Bounderby's voice as<|quote|>"No. _I_ say no. I advise you not. I say by no means."</|quote|>While, from Mr. Gradgrind, he heard in his much lower | connivance on her part Bounderby, let me have a word with you." Upon this, Mr. Childers politely betook himself, with his equestrian walk, to the landing outside the door, and there stood stroking his face, and softly whistling. While thus engaged, he overheard such phrases in Mr. Bounderby's voice as<|quote|>"No. _I_ ... | would be very fortunate and well-timed; very fortunate and well-timed." "On the contrary," returned Mr. Gradgrind. "I came to tell him that her connections made her not an object for the school, and that she must not attend any more. Still, if her father really has left her, without any connivance on her part Bounderby... | gentleman, for the sake of the deserted girl. "When Sissy got into the school here," he pursued, "her father was as pleased as Punch. I couldn't altogether make out why, myself, as we were not stationary here, being but comers and goers anywhere. I suppose, however, he had this move in his mind he was always half-crack... | her without anything to take to." "It is creditable to you, who have never been apprenticed, to express that opinion," returned Mr. Gradgrind, approvingly. "_I_ never apprenticed? I was apprenticed when I was seven year old." "Oh! Indeed?" said Mr. Gradgrind, rather resentfully, as having been defrauded of his good opi... | about me. I call a spade a spade; and I call the mother of Josiah Bounderby of Coketown, without any fear or any favour, what I should call her if she had been the mother of Dick Jones of Wapping. So, with this man. He is a runaway rogue and a vagabond, that's what he is, in English." "It's all the same to me what he i... | Childers, giving his hair another shake, as he looked up from the empty box. "Now, he leaves her without anything to take to." "It is creditable to you, who have never been apprenticed, to express that opinion," returned Mr. Gradgrind, approvingly. "_I_ never apprenticed? I was apprenticed when I was seven year old." "... | Hard Times |
While, from Mr. Gradgrind, he heard in his much lower tone the words, | No speaker | I say by no means."<|quote|>While, from Mr. Gradgrind, he heard in his much lower tone the words,</|quote|>"But even as an example | no. I advise you not. I say by no means."<|quote|>While, from Mr. Gradgrind, he heard in his much lower tone the words,</|quote|>"But even as an example to Louisa, of what this | this, Mr. Childers politely betook himself, with his equestrian walk, to the landing outside the door, and there stood stroking his face, and softly whistling. While thus engaged, he overheard such phrases in Mr. Bounderby's voice as "No. _I_ say no. I advise you not. I say by no means."<|quote|>While, from Mr. Gradgri... | returned Mr. Gradgrind. "I came to tell him that her connections made her not an object for the school, and that she must not attend any more. Still, if her father really has left her, without any connivance on her part Bounderby, let me have a word with you." Upon this, Mr. Childers politely betook himself, with his e... | school here," he pursued, "her father was as pleased as Punch. I couldn't altogether make out why, myself, as we were not stationary here, being but comers and goers anywhere. I suppose, however, he had this move in his mind he was always half-cracked and then considered her provided for. If you should happen to have l... | never been apprenticed, to express that opinion," returned Mr. Gradgrind, approvingly. "_I_ never apprenticed? I was apprenticed when I was seven year old." "Oh! Indeed?" said Mr. Gradgrind, rather resentfully, as having been defrauded of his good opinion. "I was not aware of its being the custom to apprentice young pe... | of Josiah Bounderby of Coketown, without any fear or any favour, what I should call her if she had been the mother of Dick Jones of Wapping. So, with this man. He is a runaway rogue and a vagabond, that's what he is, in English." "It's all the same to me what he is or what he is not, whether in English or whether in Fr... | knowing assumption of being stiff in the knees. This walk was common to all the male members of Sleary's company, and was understood to express, that they were always on horseback. "Poor Sissy! He had better have apprenticed her," said Childers, giving his hair another shake, as he looked up from the empty box. "Now, h... | Hard Times |
"But even as an example to Louisa, of what this pursuit which has been the subject of a vulgar curiosity, leads to and ends in. Think of it, Bounderby, in that point of view." | Thomas Gradgrind | much lower tone the words,<|quote|>"But even as an example to Louisa, of what this pursuit which has been the subject of a vulgar curiosity, leads to and ends in. Think of it, Bounderby, in that point of view."</|quote|>Meanwhile, the various members of | Gradgrind, he heard in his much lower tone the words,<|quote|>"But even as an example to Louisa, of what this pursuit which has been the subject of a vulgar curiosity, leads to and ends in. Think of it, Bounderby, in that point of view."</|quote|>Meanwhile, the various members of Sleary's company gradually gathered tog... | outside the door, and there stood stroking his face, and softly whistling. While thus engaged, he overheard such phrases in Mr. Bounderby's voice as "No. _I_ say no. I advise you not. I say by no means." While, from Mr. Gradgrind, he heard in his much lower tone the words,<|quote|>"But even as an example to Louisa, of ... | not an object for the school, and that she must not attend any more. Still, if her father really has left her, without any connivance on her part Bounderby, let me have a word with you." Upon this, Mr. Childers politely betook himself, with his equestrian walk, to the landing outside the door, and there stood stroking ... | altogether make out why, myself, as we were not stationary here, being but comers and goers anywhere. I suppose, however, he had this move in his mind he was always half-cracked and then considered her provided for. If you should happen to have looked in to-night, for the purpose of telling him that you were going to d... | apprenticed? I was apprenticed when I was seven year old." "Oh! Indeed?" said Mr. Gradgrind, rather resentfully, as having been defrauded of his good opinion. "I was not aware of its being the custom to apprentice young persons to" "Idleness," Mr. Bounderby put in with a loud laugh. "No, by the Lord Harry! Nor I!" "Her... | should call her if she had been the mother of Dick Jones of Wapping. So, with this man. He is a runaway rogue and a vagabond, that's what he is, in English." "It's all the same to me what he is or what he is not, whether in English or whether in French," retorted Mr. E. W. B. Childers, facing about. "I am telling your ... | "that she was to be taught the deuce-and-all of education. How it got into his head, I can't say; I can only say that it never got out. He has been picking up a bit of reading for her, here and a bit of writing for her, there and a bit of ciphering for her, somewhere else these seven years." Mr. E. W. B. Childers took ... | Hard Times |
Meanwhile, the various members of Sleary's company gradually gathered together from the upper regions, where they were quartered, and, from standing about, talking in low voices to one another and to Mr. Childers, gradually insinuated themselves and him into the room. There were two or three handsome young women among ... | No speaker | in that point of view."<|quote|>Meanwhile, the various members of Sleary's company gradually gathered together from the upper regions, where they were quartered, and, from standing about, talking in low voices to one another and to Mr. Childers, gradually insinuated themselves and him into the room. There were two or t... | in. Think of it, Bounderby, in that point of view."<|quote|>Meanwhile, the various members of Sleary's company gradually gathered together from the upper regions, where they were quartered, and, from standing about, talking in low voices to one another and to Mr. Childers, gradually insinuated themselves and him into t... | by no means." While, from Mr. Gradgrind, he heard in his much lower tone the words, "But even as an example to Louisa, of what this pursuit which has been the subject of a vulgar curiosity, leads to and ends in. Think of it, Bounderby, in that point of view."<|quote|>Meanwhile, the various members of Sleary's company g... | with you." Upon this, Mr. Childers politely betook himself, with his equestrian walk, to the landing outside the door, and there stood stroking his face, and softly whistling. While thus engaged, he overheard such phrases in Mr. Bounderby's voice as "No. _I_ say no. I advise you not. I say by no means." While, from Mr.... | her provided for. If you should happen to have looked in to-night, for the purpose of telling him that you were going to do her any little service," said Mr. Childers, stroking his face again, and repeating his look, "it would be very fortunate and well-timed; very fortunate and well-timed." "On the contrary," returned... | to apprentice young persons to" "Idleness," Mr. Bounderby put in with a loud laugh. "No, by the Lord Harry! Nor I!" "Her father always had it in his head," resumed Childers, feigning unconsciousness of Mr. Bounderby's existence, "that she was to be taught the deuce-and-all of education. How it got into his head, I can'... | the same to me what he is or what he is not, whether in English or whether in French," retorted Mr. E. W. B. Childers, facing about. "I am telling your friend what's the fact; if you don't like to hear it, you can avail yourself of the open air. You give it mouth enough, you do; but give it mouth in your own building a... | as pleased as Punch. I couldn't altogether make out why, myself, as we were not stationary here, being but comers and goers anywhere. I suppose, however, he had this move in his mind he was always half-cracked and then considered her provided for. If you should happen to have looked in to-night, for the purpose of tell... | Hard Times |
"Thquire!" | Mr. Sleary | never sober and never drunk.<|quote|>"Thquire!"</|quote|>said Mr. Sleary, who was | a muddled head which was never sober and never drunk.<|quote|>"Thquire!"</|quote|>said Mr. Sleary, who was troubled with asthma, and whose | all appeared Mr. Sleary: a stout man as already mentioned, with one fixed eye, and one loose eye, a voice (if it can be called so) like the efforts of a broken old pair of bellows, a flabby surface, and a muddled head which was never sober and never drunk.<|quote|>"Thquire!"</|quote|>said Mr. Sleary, who was troubled w... | childishness about these people, a special inaptitude for any kind of sharp practice, and an untiring readiness to help and pity one another, deserving often of as much respect, and always of as much generous construction, as the every-day virtues of any class of people in the world. Last of all appeared Mr. Sleary: a ... | dance, upon the slack wire and the tight-rope, and perform rapid acts on bare-backed steeds; none of them were at all particular in respect of showing their legs; and one of them, alone in a Greek chariot, drove six in hand into every town they came to. They all assumed to be mighty rakish and knowing, they were not ve... | lower tone the words, "But even as an example to Louisa, of what this pursuit which has been the subject of a vulgar curiosity, leads to and ends in. Think of it, Bounderby, in that point of view." Meanwhile, the various members of Sleary's company gradually gathered together from the upper regions, where they were qua... | Gradgrind, approvingly. "_I_ never apprenticed? I was apprenticed when I was seven year old." "Oh! Indeed?" said Mr. Gradgrind, rather resentfully, as having been defrauded of his good opinion. "I was not aware of its being the custom to apprentice young persons to" "Idleness," Mr. Bounderby put in with a loud laugh. "... | for the purpose of telling him that you were going to do her any little service," said Mr. Childers, stroking his face again, and repeating his look, "it would be very fortunate and well-timed; very fortunate and well-timed." "On the contrary," returned Mr. Gradgrind. "I came to tell him that her connections made her n... | Hard Times |
said Mr. Sleary, who was troubled with asthma, and whose breath came far too thick and heavy for the letter s, | No speaker | sober and never drunk. "Thquire!"<|quote|>said Mr. Sleary, who was troubled with asthma, and whose breath came far too thick and heavy for the letter s,</|quote|>"Your thervant! Thith ith a | muddled head which was never sober and never drunk. "Thquire!"<|quote|>said Mr. Sleary, who was troubled with asthma, and whose breath came far too thick and heavy for the letter s,</|quote|>"Your thervant! Thith ith a bad piethe of bithnith, thith | appeared Mr. Sleary: a stout man as already mentioned, with one fixed eye, and one loose eye, a voice (if it can be called so) like the efforts of a broken old pair of bellows, a flabby surface, and a muddled head which was never sober and never drunk. "Thquire!"<|quote|>said Mr. Sleary, who was troubled with asthma, a... | about these people, a special inaptitude for any kind of sharp practice, and an untiring readiness to help and pity one another, deserving often of as much respect, and always of as much generous construction, as the every-day virtues of any class of people in the world. Last of all appeared Mr. Sleary: a stout man as ... | upon the slack wire and the tight-rope, and perform rapid acts on bare-backed steeds; none of them were at all particular in respect of showing their legs; and one of them, alone in a Greek chariot, drove six in hand into every town they came to. They all assumed to be mighty rakish and knowing, they were not very tidy... | tone the words, "But even as an example to Louisa, of what this pursuit which has been the subject of a vulgar curiosity, leads to and ends in. Think of it, Bounderby, in that point of view." Meanwhile, the various members of Sleary's company gradually gathered together from the upper regions, where they were quartered... | approvingly. "_I_ never apprenticed? I was apprenticed when I was seven year old." "Oh! Indeed?" said Mr. Gradgrind, rather resentfully, as having been defrauded of his good opinion. "I was not aware of its being the custom to apprentice young persons to" "Idleness," Mr. Bounderby put in with a loud laugh. "No, by the ... | the various members of Sleary's company gradually gathered together from the upper regions, where they were quartered, and, from standing about, talking in low voices to one another and to Mr. Childers, gradually insinuated themselves and him into the room. There were two or three handsome young women among them, with ... | Hard Times |
"Your thervant! Thith ith a bad piethe of bithnith, thith ith. You've heard of my Clown and hith dog being thuppothed to have morrithed?" | Mr. Sleary | heavy for the letter s,<|quote|>"Your thervant! Thith ith a bad piethe of bithnith, thith ith. You've heard of my Clown and hith dog being thuppothed to have morrithed?"</|quote|>He addressed Mr. Gradgrind, who | came far too thick and heavy for the letter s,<|quote|>"Your thervant! Thith ith a bad piethe of bithnith, thith ith. You've heard of my Clown and hith dog being thuppothed to have morrithed?"</|quote|>He addressed Mr. Gradgrind, who answered "Yes." "Well, Thquire," he | can be called so) like the efforts of a broken old pair of bellows, a flabby surface, and a muddled head which was never sober and never drunk. "Thquire!" said Mr. Sleary, who was troubled with asthma, and whose breath came far too thick and heavy for the letter s,<|quote|>"Your thervant! Thith ith a bad piethe of bith... | another, deserving often of as much respect, and always of as much generous construction, as the every-day virtues of any class of people in the world. Last of all appeared Mr. Sleary: a stout man as already mentioned, with one fixed eye, and one loose eye, a voice (if it can be called so) like the efforts of a broken ... | in respect of showing their legs; and one of them, alone in a Greek chariot, drove six in hand into every town they came to. They all assumed to be mighty rakish and knowing, they were not very tidy in their private dresses, they were not at all orderly in their domestic arrangements, and the combined literature of the... | vulgar curiosity, leads to and ends in. Think of it, Bounderby, in that point of view." Meanwhile, the various members of Sleary's company gradually gathered together from the upper regions, where they were quartered, and, from standing about, talking in low voices to one another and to Mr. Childers, gradually insinuat... | having been defrauded of his good opinion. "I was not aware of its being the custom to apprentice young persons to" "Idleness," Mr. Bounderby put in with a loud laugh. "No, by the Lord Harry! Nor I!" "Her father always had it in his head," resumed Childers, feigning unconsciousness of Mr. Bounderby's existence, "that s... | the top of a great pole; the father of a third family often made a pyramid of both those fathers, with Master Kidderminster for the apex, and himself for the base; all the fathers could dance upon rolling casks, stand upon bottles, catch knives and balls, twirl hand-basins, ride upon anything, jump over everything, and... | Hard Times |
He addressed Mr. Gradgrind, who answered | No speaker | being thuppothed to have morrithed?"<|quote|>He addressed Mr. Gradgrind, who answered</|quote|>"Yes." "Well, Thquire," he returned, | my Clown and hith dog being thuppothed to have morrithed?"<|quote|>He addressed Mr. Gradgrind, who answered</|quote|>"Yes." "Well, Thquire," he returned, taking off his hat, and | sober and never drunk. "Thquire!" said Mr. Sleary, who was troubled with asthma, and whose breath came far too thick and heavy for the letter s, "Your thervant! Thith ith a bad piethe of bithnith, thith ith. You've heard of my Clown and hith dog being thuppothed to have morrithed?"<|quote|>He addressed Mr. Gradgrind, w... | the world. Last of all appeared Mr. Sleary: a stout man as already mentioned, with one fixed eye, and one loose eye, a voice (if it can be called so) like the efforts of a broken old pair of bellows, a flabby surface, and a muddled head which was never sober and never drunk. "Thquire!" said Mr. Sleary, who was troubled... | to. They all assumed to be mighty rakish and knowing, they were not very tidy in their private dresses, they were not at all orderly in their domestic arrangements, and the combined literature of the whole company would have produced but a poor letter on any subject. Yet there was a remarkable gentleness and childishne... | gathered together from the upper regions, where they were quartered, and, from standing about, talking in low voices to one another and to Mr. Childers, gradually insinuated themselves and him into the room. There were two or three handsome young women among them, with their two or three husbands, and their two or thre... | put in with a loud laugh. "No, by the Lord Harry! Nor I!" "Her father always had it in his head," resumed Childers, feigning unconsciousness of Mr. Bounderby's existence, "that she was to be taught the deuce-and-all of education. How it got into his head, I can't say; I can only say that it never got out. He has been p... | of what this pursuit which has been the subject of a vulgar curiosity, leads to and ends in. Think of it, Bounderby, in that point of view." Meanwhile, the various members of Sleary's company gradually gathered together from the upper regions, where they were quartered, and, from standing about, talking in low voices t... | Hard Times |
"Yes." | Thomas Gradgrind | addressed Mr. Gradgrind, who answered<|quote|>"Yes."</|quote|>"Well, Thquire," he returned, taking | thuppothed to have morrithed?" He addressed Mr. Gradgrind, who answered<|quote|>"Yes."</|quote|>"Well, Thquire," he returned, taking off his hat, and rubbing | Mr. Sleary, who was troubled with asthma, and whose breath came far too thick and heavy for the letter s, "Your thervant! Thith ith a bad piethe of bithnith, thith ith. You've heard of my Clown and hith dog being thuppothed to have morrithed?" He addressed Mr. Gradgrind, who answered<|quote|>"Yes."</|quote|>"Well, Thqu... | Mr. Sleary: a stout man as already mentioned, with one fixed eye, and one loose eye, a voice (if it can be called so) like the efforts of a broken old pair of bellows, a flabby surface, and a muddled head which was never sober and never drunk. "Thquire!" said Mr. Sleary, who was troubled with asthma, and whose breath c... | mighty rakish and knowing, they were not very tidy in their private dresses, they were not at all orderly in their domestic arrangements, and the combined literature of the whole company would have produced but a poor letter on any subject. Yet there was a remarkable gentleness and childishness about these people, a sp... | where they were quartered, and, from standing about, talking in low voices to one another and to Mr. Childers, gradually insinuated themselves and him into the room. There were two or three handsome young women among them, with their two or three husbands, and their two or three mothers, and their eight or nine little ... | "No, by the Lord Harry! Nor I!" "Her father always had it in his head," resumed Childers, feigning unconsciousness of Mr. Bounderby's existence, "that she was to be taught the deuce-and-all of education. How it got into his head, I can't say; I can only say that it never got out. He has been picking up a bit of reading... | perform rapid acts on bare-backed steeds; none of them were at all particular in respect of showing their legs; and one of them, alone in a Greek chariot, drove six in hand into every town they came to. They all assumed to be mighty rakish and knowing, they were not very tidy in their private dresses, they were not at ... | Hard Times |
"Well, Thquire," | Mr. Sleary | Mr. Gradgrind, who answered "Yes."<|quote|>"Well, Thquire,"</|quote|>he returned, taking off his | to have morrithed?" He addressed Mr. Gradgrind, who answered "Yes."<|quote|>"Well, Thquire,"</|quote|>he returned, taking off his hat, and rubbing the lining | Sleary, who was troubled with asthma, and whose breath came far too thick and heavy for the letter s, "Your thervant! Thith ith a bad piethe of bithnith, thith ith. You've heard of my Clown and hith dog being thuppothed to have morrithed?" He addressed Mr. Gradgrind, who answered "Yes."<|quote|>"Well, Thquire,"</|quote... | Sleary: a stout man as already mentioned, with one fixed eye, and one loose eye, a voice (if it can be called so) like the efforts of a broken old pair of bellows, a flabby surface, and a muddled head which was never sober and never drunk. "Thquire!" said Mr. Sleary, who was troubled with asthma, and whose breath came ... | rakish and knowing, they were not very tidy in their private dresses, they were not at all orderly in their domestic arrangements, and the combined literature of the whole company would have produced but a poor letter on any subject. Yet there was a remarkable gentleness and childishness about these people, a special i... | they were quartered, and, from standing about, talking in low voices to one another and to Mr. Childers, gradually insinuated themselves and him into the room. There were two or three handsome young women among them, with their two or three husbands, and their two or three mothers, and their eight or nine little childr... | by the Lord Harry! Nor I!" "Her father always had it in his head," resumed Childers, feigning unconsciousness of Mr. Bounderby's existence, "that she was to be taught the deuce-and-all of education. How it got into his head, I can't say; I can only say that it never got out. He has been picking up a bit of reading for ... | at all particular in respect of showing their legs; and one of them, alone in a Greek chariot, drove six in hand into every town they came to. They all assumed to be mighty rakish and knowing, they were not very tidy in their private dresses, they were not at all orderly in their domestic arrangements, and the combined... | Hard Times |
he returned, taking off his hat, and rubbing the lining with his pocket-handkerchief, which he kept inside for the purpose. | No speaker | who answered "Yes." "Well, Thquire,"<|quote|>he returned, taking off his hat, and rubbing the lining with his pocket-handkerchief, which he kept inside for the purpose.</|quote|>"Ith it your intenthion to | morrithed?" He addressed Mr. Gradgrind, who answered "Yes." "Well, Thquire,"<|quote|>he returned, taking off his hat, and rubbing the lining with his pocket-handkerchief, which he kept inside for the purpose.</|quote|>"Ith it your intenthion to do anything for the poor | was troubled with asthma, and whose breath came far too thick and heavy for the letter s, "Your thervant! Thith ith a bad piethe of bithnith, thith ith. You've heard of my Clown and hith dog being thuppothed to have morrithed?" He addressed Mr. Gradgrind, who answered "Yes." "Well, Thquire,"<|quote|>he returned, taking... | stout man as already mentioned, with one fixed eye, and one loose eye, a voice (if it can be called so) like the efforts of a broken old pair of bellows, a flabby surface, and a muddled head which was never sober and never drunk. "Thquire!" said Mr. Sleary, who was troubled with asthma, and whose breath came far too th... | knowing, they were not very tidy in their private dresses, they were not at all orderly in their domestic arrangements, and the combined literature of the whole company would have produced but a poor letter on any subject. Yet there was a remarkable gentleness and childishness about these people, a special inaptitude f... | quartered, and, from standing about, talking in low voices to one another and to Mr. Childers, gradually insinuated themselves and him into the room. There were two or three handsome young women among them, with their two or three husbands, and their two or three mothers, and their eight or nine little children, who di... | Lord Harry! Nor I!" "Her father always had it in his head," resumed Childers, feigning unconsciousness of Mr. Bounderby's existence, "that she was to be taught the deuce-and-all of education. How it got into his head, I can't say; I can only say that it never got out. He has been picking up a bit of reading for her, he... | heard in his much lower tone the words, "But even as an example to Louisa, of what this pursuit which has been the subject of a vulgar curiosity, leads to and ends in. Think of it, Bounderby, in that point of view." Meanwhile, the various members of Sleary's company gradually gathered together from the upper regions, w... | Hard Times |
"Ith it your intenthion to do anything for the poor girl, Thquire?" | Mr. Sleary | kept inside for the purpose.<|quote|>"Ith it your intenthion to do anything for the poor girl, Thquire?"</|quote|>"I shall have something to | with his pocket-handkerchief, which he kept inside for the purpose.<|quote|>"Ith it your intenthion to do anything for the poor girl, Thquire?"</|quote|>"I shall have something to propose to her when she | ith a bad piethe of bithnith, thith ith. You've heard of my Clown and hith dog being thuppothed to have morrithed?" He addressed Mr. Gradgrind, who answered "Yes." "Well, Thquire," he returned, taking off his hat, and rubbing the lining with his pocket-handkerchief, which he kept inside for the purpose.<|quote|>"Ith it... | so) like the efforts of a broken old pair of bellows, a flabby surface, and a muddled head which was never sober and never drunk. "Thquire!" said Mr. Sleary, who was troubled with asthma, and whose breath came far too thick and heavy for the letter s, "Your thervant! Thith ith a bad piethe of bithnith, thith ith. You'v... | and the combined literature of the whole company would have produced but a poor letter on any subject. Yet there was a remarkable gentleness and childishness about these people, a special inaptitude for any kind of sharp practice, and an untiring readiness to help and pity one another, deserving often of as much respec... | him into the room. There were two or three handsome young women among them, with their two or three husbands, and their two or three mothers, and their eight or nine little children, who did the fairy business when required. The father of one of the families was in the habit of balancing the father of another of the fa... | "that she was to be taught the deuce-and-all of education. How it got into his head, I can't say; I can only say that it never got out. He has been picking up a bit of reading for her, here and a bit of writing for her, there and a bit of ciphering for her, somewhere else these seven years." Mr. E. W. B. Childers took ... | various members of Sleary's company gradually gathered together from the upper regions, where they were quartered, and, from standing about, talking in low voices to one another and to Mr. Childers, gradually insinuated themselves and him into the room. There were two or three handsome young women among them, with thei... | Hard Times |
"I shall have something to propose to her when she comes back," | Thomas Gradgrind | for the poor girl, Thquire?"<|quote|>"I shall have something to propose to her when she comes back,"</|quote|>said Mr. Gradgrind. "Glad to | your intenthion to do anything for the poor girl, Thquire?"<|quote|>"I shall have something to propose to her when she comes back,"</|quote|>said Mr. Gradgrind. "Glad to hear it, Thquire. Not that | Clown and hith dog being thuppothed to have morrithed?" He addressed Mr. Gradgrind, who answered "Yes." "Well, Thquire," he returned, taking off his hat, and rubbing the lining with his pocket-handkerchief, which he kept inside for the purpose. "Ith it your intenthion to do anything for the poor girl, Thquire?"<|quote|... | flabby surface, and a muddled head which was never sober and never drunk. "Thquire!" said Mr. Sleary, who was troubled with asthma, and whose breath came far too thick and heavy for the letter s, "Your thervant! Thith ith a bad piethe of bithnith, thith ith. You've heard of my Clown and hith dog being thuppothed to hav... | a poor letter on any subject. Yet there was a remarkable gentleness and childishness about these people, a special inaptitude for any kind of sharp practice, and an untiring readiness to help and pity one another, deserving often of as much respect, and always of as much generous construction, as the every-day virtues ... | among them, with their two or three husbands, and their two or three mothers, and their eight or nine little children, who did the fairy business when required. The father of one of the families was in the habit of balancing the father of another of the families on the top of a great pole; the father of a third family ... | got into his head, I can't say; I can only say that it never got out. He has been picking up a bit of reading for her, here and a bit of writing for her, there and a bit of ciphering for her, somewhere else these seven years." Mr. E. W. B. Childers took one of his hands out of his pockets, stroked his face and chin, an... | equestrian walk, to the landing outside the door, and there stood stroking his face, and softly whistling. While thus engaged, he overheard such phrases in Mr. Bounderby's voice as "No. _I_ say no. I advise you not. I say by no means." While, from Mr. Gradgrind, he heard in his much lower tone the words, "But even as a... | Hard Times |
said Mr. Gradgrind. | No speaker | her when she comes back,"<|quote|>said Mr. Gradgrind.</|quote|>"Glad to hear it, Thquire. | have something to propose to her when she comes back,"<|quote|>said Mr. Gradgrind.</|quote|>"Glad to hear it, Thquire. Not that I want to | Gradgrind, who answered "Yes." "Well, Thquire," he returned, taking off his hat, and rubbing the lining with his pocket-handkerchief, which he kept inside for the purpose. "Ith it your intenthion to do anything for the poor girl, Thquire?" "I shall have something to propose to her when she comes back,"<|quote|>said Mr.... | drunk. "Thquire!" said Mr. Sleary, who was troubled with asthma, and whose breath came far too thick and heavy for the letter s, "Your thervant! Thith ith a bad piethe of bithnith, thith ith. You've heard of my Clown and hith dog being thuppothed to have morrithed?" He addressed Mr. Gradgrind, who answered "Yes." "Well... | and childishness about these people, a special inaptitude for any kind of sharp practice, and an untiring readiness to help and pity one another, deserving often of as much respect, and always of as much generous construction, as the every-day virtues of any class of people in the world. Last of all appeared Mr. Sleary... | three mothers, and their eight or nine little children, who did the fairy business when required. The father of one of the families was in the habit of balancing the father of another of the families on the top of a great pole; the father of a third family often made a pyramid of both those fathers, with Master Kidderm... | it never got out. He has been picking up a bit of reading for her, here and a bit of writing for her, there and a bit of ciphering for her, somewhere else these seven years." Mr. E. W. B. Childers took one of his hands out of his pockets, stroked his face and chin, and looked, with a good deal of doubt and a little hop... | whole company would have produced but a poor letter on any subject. Yet there was a remarkable gentleness and childishness about these people, a special inaptitude for any kind of sharp practice, and an untiring readiness to help and pity one another, deserving often of as much respect, and always of as much generous c... | Hard Times |
"Glad to hear it, Thquire. Not that I want to get rid of the child, any more than I want to thtand in her way. I'm willing to take her prentith, though at her age ith late. My voithe ith a little huthky, Thquire, and not eathy heard by them ath don't know me; but if you'd been chilled and heated, heated and chilled, ch... | Mr. Sleary | comes back," said Mr. Gradgrind.<|quote|>"Glad to hear it, Thquire. Not that I want to get rid of the child, any more than I want to thtand in her way. I'm willing to take her prentith, though at her age ith late. My voithe ith a little huthky, Thquire, and not eathy heard by them ath don't know me; but if you'd been c... | propose to her when she comes back," said Mr. Gradgrind.<|quote|>"Glad to hear it, Thquire. Not that I want to get rid of the child, any more than I want to thtand in her way. I'm willing to take her prentith, though at her age ith late. My voithe ith a little huthky, Thquire, and not eathy heard by them ath don't know... | "Yes." "Well, Thquire," he returned, taking off his hat, and rubbing the lining with his pocket-handkerchief, which he kept inside for the purpose. "Ith it your intenthion to do anything for the poor girl, Thquire?" "I shall have something to propose to her when she comes back," said Mr. Gradgrind.<|quote|>"Glad to hea... | Mr. Sleary, who was troubled with asthma, and whose breath came far too thick and heavy for the letter s, "Your thervant! Thith ith a bad piethe of bithnith, thith ith. You've heard of my Clown and hith dog being thuppothed to have morrithed?" He addressed Mr. Gradgrind, who answered "Yes." "Well, Thquire," he returned... | these people, a special inaptitude for any kind of sharp practice, and an untiring readiness to help and pity one another, deserving often of as much respect, and always of as much generous construction, as the every-day virtues of any class of people in the world. Last of all appeared Mr. Sleary: a stout man as alread... | their eight or nine little children, who did the fairy business when required. The father of one of the families was in the habit of balancing the father of another of the families on the top of a great pole; the father of a third family often made a pyramid of both those fathers, with Master Kidderminster for the apex... | out. He has been picking up a bit of reading for her, here and a bit of writing for her, there and a bit of ciphering for her, somewhere else these seven years." Mr. E. W. B. Childers took one of his hands out of his pockets, stroked his face and chin, and looked, with a good deal of doubt and a little hope, at Mr. Gra... | of one of the families was in the habit of balancing the father of another of the families on the top of a great pole; the father of a third family often made a pyramid of both those fathers, with Master Kidderminster for the apex, and himself for the base; all the fathers could dance upon rolling casks, stand upon bot... | Hard Times |
"I dare say not," | Thomas Gradgrind | Thquire, no more than mine."<|quote|>"I dare say not,"</|quote|>said Mr. Gradgrind. "What thall | voithe wouldn't have lathted out, Thquire, no more than mine."<|quote|>"I dare say not,"</|quote|>said Mr. Gradgrind. "What thall it be, Thquire, while you | little huthky, Thquire, and not eathy heard by them ath don't know me; but if you'd been chilled and heated, heated and chilled, chilled and heated in the ring when you wath young, ath often ath I have been, _your_ voithe wouldn't have lathted out, Thquire, no more than mine."<|quote|>"I dare say not,"</|quote|>said Mr... | to her when she comes back," said Mr. Gradgrind. "Glad to hear it, Thquire. Not that I want to get rid of the child, any more than I want to thtand in her way. I'm willing to take her prentith, though at her age ith late. My voithe ith a little huthky, Thquire, and not eathy heard by them ath don't know me; but if you'... | which was never sober and never drunk. "Thquire!" said Mr. Sleary, who was troubled with asthma, and whose breath came far too thick and heavy for the letter s, "Your thervant! Thith ith a bad piethe of bithnith, thith ith. You've heard of my Clown and hith dog being thuppothed to have morrithed?" He addressed Mr. Grad... | nothing. All the mothers could (and did) dance, upon the slack wire and the tight-rope, and perform rapid acts on bare-backed steeds; none of them were at all particular in respect of showing their legs; and one of them, alone in a Greek chariot, drove six in hand into every town they came to. They all assumed to be mi... | he pursued, "her father was as pleased as Punch. I couldn't altogether make out why, myself, as we were not stationary here, being but comers and goers anywhere. I suppose, however, he had this move in his mind he was always half-cracked and then considered her provided for. If you should happen to have looked in to-ni... | top of a great pole; the father of a third family often made a pyramid of both those fathers, with Master Kidderminster for the apex, and himself for the base; all the fathers could dance upon rolling casks, stand upon bottles, catch knives and balls, twirl hand-basins, ride upon anything, jump over everything, and sti... | Hard Times |
said Mr. Gradgrind. | No speaker | mine." "I dare say not,"<|quote|>said Mr. Gradgrind.</|quote|>"What thall it be, Thquire, | out, Thquire, no more than mine." "I dare say not,"<|quote|>said Mr. Gradgrind.</|quote|>"What thall it be, Thquire, while you wait? Thall it | not eathy heard by them ath don't know me; but if you'd been chilled and heated, heated and chilled, chilled and heated in the ring when you wath young, ath often ath I have been, _your_ voithe wouldn't have lathted out, Thquire, no more than mine." "I dare say not,"<|quote|>said Mr. Gradgrind.</|quote|>"What thall it ... | comes back," said Mr. Gradgrind. "Glad to hear it, Thquire. Not that I want to get rid of the child, any more than I want to thtand in her way. I'm willing to take her prentith, though at her age ith late. My voithe ith a little huthky, Thquire, and not eathy heard by them ath don't know me; but if you'd been chilled a... | and never drunk. "Thquire!" said Mr. Sleary, who was troubled with asthma, and whose breath came far too thick and heavy for the letter s, "Your thervant! Thith ith a bad piethe of bithnith, thith ith. You've heard of my Clown and hith dog being thuppothed to have morrithed?" He addressed Mr. Gradgrind, who answered "Y... | could (and did) dance, upon the slack wire and the tight-rope, and perform rapid acts on bare-backed steeds; none of them were at all particular in respect of showing their legs; and one of them, alone in a Greek chariot, drove six in hand into every town they came to. They all assumed to be mighty rakish and knowing, ... | was as pleased as Punch. I couldn't altogether make out why, myself, as we were not stationary here, being but comers and goers anywhere. I suppose, however, he had this move in his mind he was always half-cracked and then considered her provided for. If you should happen to have looked in to-night, for the purpose of ... | eight or nine little children, who did the fairy business when required. The father of one of the families was in the habit of balancing the father of another of the families on the top of a great pole; the father of a third family often made a pyramid of both those fathers, with Master Kidderminster for the apex, and ... | Hard Times |
"What thall it be, Thquire, while you wait? Thall it be Therry? Give it a name, Thquire!" | Mr. Sleary | say not," said Mr. Gradgrind.<|quote|>"What thall it be, Thquire, while you wait? Thall it be Therry? Give it a name, Thquire!"</|quote|>said Mr. Sleary, with hospitable | more than mine." "I dare say not," said Mr. Gradgrind.<|quote|>"What thall it be, Thquire, while you wait? Thall it be Therry? Give it a name, Thquire!"</|quote|>said Mr. Sleary, with hospitable ease. "Nothing for me, I | by them ath don't know me; but if you'd been chilled and heated, heated and chilled, chilled and heated in the ring when you wath young, ath often ath I have been, _your_ voithe wouldn't have lathted out, Thquire, no more than mine." "I dare say not," said Mr. Gradgrind.<|quote|>"What thall it be, Thquire, while you wa... | Mr. Gradgrind. "Glad to hear it, Thquire. Not that I want to get rid of the child, any more than I want to thtand in her way. I'm willing to take her prentith, though at her age ith late. My voithe ith a little huthky, Thquire, and not eathy heard by them ath don't know me; but if you'd been chilled and heated, heated ... | "Thquire!" said Mr. Sleary, who was troubled with asthma, and whose breath came far too thick and heavy for the letter s, "Your thervant! Thith ith a bad piethe of bithnith, thith ith. You've heard of my Clown and hith dog being thuppothed to have morrithed?" He addressed Mr. Gradgrind, who answered "Yes." "Well, Thqui... | dance, upon the slack wire and the tight-rope, and perform rapid acts on bare-backed steeds; none of them were at all particular in respect of showing their legs; and one of them, alone in a Greek chariot, drove six in hand into every town they came to. They all assumed to be mighty rakish and knowing, they were not ve... | as Punch. I couldn't altogether make out why, myself, as we were not stationary here, being but comers and goers anywhere. I suppose, however, he had this move in his mind he was always half-cracked and then considered her provided for. If you should happen to have looked in to-night, for the purpose of telling him tha... | eight or nine little children, who did the fairy business when required. The father of one of the families was in the habit of balancing the father of another of the families on the top of a great pole; the father of a third family often made a pyramid of both those fathers, with Master Kidderminster for the apex, and ... | Hard Times |
said Mr. Sleary, with hospitable ease. | No speaker | Give it a name, Thquire!"<|quote|>said Mr. Sleary, with hospitable ease.</|quote|>"Nothing for me, I thank | wait? Thall it be Therry? Give it a name, Thquire!"<|quote|>said Mr. Sleary, with hospitable ease.</|quote|>"Nothing for me, I thank you," said Mr. Gradgrind. "Don't | and heated in the ring when you wath young, ath often ath I have been, _your_ voithe wouldn't have lathted out, Thquire, no more than mine." "I dare say not," said Mr. Gradgrind. "What thall it be, Thquire, while you wait? Thall it be Therry? Give it a name, Thquire!"<|quote|>said Mr. Sleary, with hospitable ease.</|qu... | any more than I want to thtand in her way. I'm willing to take her prentith, though at her age ith late. My voithe ith a little huthky, Thquire, and not eathy heard by them ath don't know me; but if you'd been chilled and heated, heated and chilled, chilled and heated in the ring when you wath young, ath often ath I ha... | heavy for the letter s, "Your thervant! Thith ith a bad piethe of bithnith, thith ith. You've heard of my Clown and hith dog being thuppothed to have morrithed?" He addressed Mr. Gradgrind, who answered "Yes." "Well, Thquire," he returned, taking off his hat, and rubbing the lining with his pocket-handkerchief, which h... | them were at all particular in respect of showing their legs; and one of them, alone in a Greek chariot, drove six in hand into every town they came to. They all assumed to be mighty rakish and knowing, they were not very tidy in their private dresses, they were not at all orderly in their domestic arrangements, and th... | comers and goers anywhere. I suppose, however, he had this move in his mind he was always half-cracked and then considered her provided for. If you should happen to have looked in to-night, for the purpose of telling him that you were going to do her any little service," said Mr. Childers, stroking his face again, and ... | vulgar curiosity, leads to and ends in. Think of it, Bounderby, in that point of view." Meanwhile, the various members of Sleary's company gradually gathered together from the upper regions, where they were quartered, and, from standing about, talking in low voices to one another and to Mr. Childers, gradually insinuat... | Hard Times |
"Nothing for me, I thank you," | Thomas Gradgrind | Mr. Sleary, with hospitable ease.<|quote|>"Nothing for me, I thank you,"</|quote|>said Mr. Gradgrind. "Don't thay | it a name, Thquire!" said Mr. Sleary, with hospitable ease.<|quote|>"Nothing for me, I thank you,"</|quote|>said Mr. Gradgrind. "Don't thay nothing, Thquire. What doth your | you wath young, ath often ath I have been, _your_ voithe wouldn't have lathted out, Thquire, no more than mine." "I dare say not," said Mr. Gradgrind. "What thall it be, Thquire, while you wait? Thall it be Therry? Give it a name, Thquire!" said Mr. Sleary, with hospitable ease.<|quote|>"Nothing for me, I thank you,"</... | thtand in her way. I'm willing to take her prentith, though at her age ith late. My voithe ith a little huthky, Thquire, and not eathy heard by them ath don't know me; but if you'd been chilled and heated, heated and chilled, chilled and heated in the ring when you wath young, ath often ath I have been, _your_ voithe w... | thervant! Thith ith a bad piethe of bithnith, thith ith. You've heard of my Clown and hith dog being thuppothed to have morrithed?" He addressed Mr. Gradgrind, who answered "Yes." "Well, Thquire," he returned, taking off his hat, and rubbing the lining with his pocket-handkerchief, which he kept inside for the purpose.... | respect of showing their legs; and one of them, alone in a Greek chariot, drove six in hand into every town they came to. They all assumed to be mighty rakish and knowing, they were not very tidy in their private dresses, they were not at all orderly in their domestic arrangements, and the combined literature of the wh... | however, he had this move in his mind he was always half-cracked and then considered her provided for. If you should happen to have looked in to-night, for the purpose of telling him that you were going to do her any little service," said Mr. Childers, stroking his face again, and repeating his look, "it would be very ... | untiring readiness to help and pity one another, deserving often of as much respect, and always of as much generous construction, as the every-day virtues of any class of people in the world. Last of all appeared Mr. Sleary: a stout man as already mentioned, with one fixed eye, and one loose eye, a voice (if it can be ... | Hard Times |
said Mr. Gradgrind. | No speaker | for me, I thank you,"<|quote|>said Mr. Gradgrind.</|quote|>"Don't thay nothing, Thquire. What | Sleary, with hospitable ease. "Nothing for me, I thank you,"<|quote|>said Mr. Gradgrind.</|quote|>"Don't thay nothing, Thquire. What doth your friend thay? If | I have been, _your_ voithe wouldn't have lathted out, Thquire, no more than mine." "I dare say not," said Mr. Gradgrind. "What thall it be, Thquire, while you wait? Thall it be Therry? Give it a name, Thquire!" said Mr. Sleary, with hospitable ease. "Nothing for me, I thank you,"<|quote|>said Mr. Gradgrind.</|quote|>"D... | to take her prentith, though at her age ith late. My voithe ith a little huthky, Thquire, and not eathy heard by them ath don't know me; but if you'd been chilled and heated, heated and chilled, chilled and heated in the ring when you wath young, ath often ath I have been, _your_ voithe wouldn't have lathted out, Thqui... | of bithnith, thith ith. You've heard of my Clown and hith dog being thuppothed to have morrithed?" He addressed Mr. Gradgrind, who answered "Yes." "Well, Thquire," he returned, taking off his hat, and rubbing the lining with his pocket-handkerchief, which he kept inside for the purpose. "Ith it your intenthion to do an... | one of them, alone in a Greek chariot, drove six in hand into every town they came to. They all assumed to be mighty rakish and knowing, they were not very tidy in their private dresses, they were not at all orderly in their domestic arrangements, and the combined literature of the whole company would have produced but... | his mind he was always half-cracked and then considered her provided for. If you should happen to have looked in to-night, for the purpose of telling him that you were going to do her any little service," said Mr. Childers, stroking his face again, and repeating his look, "it would be very fortunate and well-timed; ver... | did) dance, upon the slack wire and the tight-rope, and perform rapid acts on bare-backed steeds; none of them were at all particular in respect of showing their legs; and one of them, alone in a Greek chariot, drove six in hand into every town they came to. They all assumed to be mighty rakish and knowing, they were n... | Hard Times |
"Don't thay nothing, Thquire. What doth your friend thay? If you haven't took your feed yet, have a glath of bitterth." | Mr. Sleary | thank you," said Mr. Gradgrind.<|quote|>"Don't thay nothing, Thquire. What doth your friend thay? If you haven't took your feed yet, have a glath of bitterth."</|quote|>Here his daughter Josephine a | ease. "Nothing for me, I thank you," said Mr. Gradgrind.<|quote|>"Don't thay nothing, Thquire. What doth your friend thay? If you haven't took your feed yet, have a glath of bitterth."</|quote|>Here his daughter Josephine a pretty fair-haired girl of eighteen, | _your_ voithe wouldn't have lathted out, Thquire, no more than mine." "I dare say not," said Mr. Gradgrind. "What thall it be, Thquire, while you wait? Thall it be Therry? Give it a name, Thquire!" said Mr. Sleary, with hospitable ease. "Nothing for me, I thank you," said Mr. Gradgrind.<|quote|>"Don't thay nothing, Thq... | prentith, though at her age ith late. My voithe ith a little huthky, Thquire, and not eathy heard by them ath don't know me; but if you'd been chilled and heated, heated and chilled, chilled and heated in the ring when you wath young, ath often ath I have been, _your_ voithe wouldn't have lathted out, Thquire, no more ... | ith. You've heard of my Clown and hith dog being thuppothed to have morrithed?" He addressed Mr. Gradgrind, who answered "Yes." "Well, Thquire," he returned, taking off his hat, and rubbing the lining with his pocket-handkerchief, which he kept inside for the purpose. "Ith it your intenthion to do anything for the poor... | alone in a Greek chariot, drove six in hand into every town they came to. They all assumed to be mighty rakish and knowing, they were not very tidy in their private dresses, they were not at all orderly in their domestic arrangements, and the combined literature of the whole company would have produced but a poor lette... | was always half-cracked and then considered her provided for. If you should happen to have looked in to-night, for the purpose of telling him that you were going to do her any little service," said Mr. Childers, stroking his face again, and repeating his look, "it would be very fortunate and well-timed; very fortunate ... | subject. Yet there was a remarkable gentleness and childishness about these people, a special inaptitude for any kind of sharp practice, and an untiring readiness to help and pity one another, deserving often of as much respect, and always of as much generous construction, as the every-day virtues of any class of peopl... | Hard Times |
Here his daughter Josephine a pretty fair-haired girl of eighteen, who had been tied on a horse at two years old, and had made a will at twelve, which she always carried about with her, expressive of her dying desire to be drawn to the grave by the two piebald ponies cried, | No speaker | have a glath of bitterth."<|quote|>Here his daughter Josephine a pretty fair-haired girl of eighteen, who had been tied on a horse at two years old, and had made a will at twelve, which she always carried about with her, expressive of her dying desire to be drawn to the grave by the two piebald ponies cried,</|quote|>"... | haven't took your feed yet, have a glath of bitterth."<|quote|>Here his daughter Josephine a pretty fair-haired girl of eighteen, who had been tied on a horse at two years old, and had made a will at twelve, which she always carried about with her, expressive of her dying desire to be drawn to the grave by the two pieb... | be, Thquire, while you wait? Thall it be Therry? Give it a name, Thquire!" said Mr. Sleary, with hospitable ease. "Nothing for me, I thank you," said Mr. Gradgrind. "Don't thay nothing, Thquire. What doth your friend thay? If you haven't took your feed yet, have a glath of bitterth."<|quote|>Here his daughter Josephine... | don't know me; but if you'd been chilled and heated, heated and chilled, chilled and heated in the ring when you wath young, ath often ath I have been, _your_ voithe wouldn't have lathted out, Thquire, no more than mine." "I dare say not," said Mr. Gradgrind. "What thall it be, Thquire, while you wait? Thall it be Ther... | "Well, Thquire," he returned, taking off his hat, and rubbing the lining with his pocket-handkerchief, which he kept inside for the purpose. "Ith it your intenthion to do anything for the poor girl, Thquire?" "I shall have something to propose to her when she comes back," said Mr. Gradgrind. "Glad to hear it, Thquire. ... | rakish and knowing, they were not very tidy in their private dresses, they were not at all orderly in their domestic arrangements, and the combined literature of the whole company would have produced but a poor letter on any subject. Yet there was a remarkable gentleness and childishness about these people, a special i... | of telling him that you were going to do her any little service," said Mr. Childers, stroking his face again, and repeating his look, "it would be very fortunate and well-timed; very fortunate and well-timed." "On the contrary," returned Mr. Gradgrind. "I came to tell him that her connections made her not an object for... | their two or three husbands, and their two or three mothers, and their eight or nine little children, who did the fairy business when required. The father of one of the families was in the habit of balancing the father of another of the families on the top of a great pole; the father of a third family often made a pyra... | Hard Times |
Then came Sissy Jupe, running into the room as she had run out of it. And when she saw them all assembled, and saw their looks, and saw no father there, she broke into a most deplorable cry, and took refuge on the bosom of the most accomplished tight-rope lady (herself in the family-way), who knelt down on the floor to... | No speaker | hush! she has come back!"<|quote|>Then came Sissy Jupe, running into the room as she had run out of it. And when she saw them all assembled, and saw their looks, and saw no father there, she broke into a most deplorable cry, and took refuge on the bosom of the most accomplished tight-rope lady (herself in the family-wa... | two piebald ponies cried, "Father, hush! she has come back!"<|quote|>Then came Sissy Jupe, running into the room as she had run out of it. And when she saw them all assembled, and saw their looks, and saw no father there, she broke into a most deplorable cry, and took refuge on the bosom of the most accomplished tight-... | of eighteen, who had been tied on a horse at two years old, and had made a will at twelve, which she always carried about with her, expressive of her dying desire to be drawn to the grave by the two piebald ponies cried, "Father, hush! she has come back!"<|quote|>Then came Sissy Jupe, running into the room as she had r... | Therry? Give it a name, Thquire!" said Mr. Sleary, with hospitable ease. "Nothing for me, I thank you," said Mr. Gradgrind. "Don't thay nothing, Thquire. What doth your friend thay? If you haven't took your feed yet, have a glath of bitterth." Here his daughter Josephine a pretty fair-haired girl of eighteen, who had b... | to get rid of the child, any more than I want to thtand in her way. I'm willing to take her prentith, though at her age ith late. My voithe ith a little huthky, Thquire, and not eathy heard by them ath don't know me; but if you'd been chilled and heated, heated and chilled, chilled and heated in the ring when you wath ... | sharp practice, and an untiring readiness to help and pity one another, deserving often of as much respect, and always of as much generous construction, as the every-day virtues of any class of people in the world. Last of all appeared Mr. Sleary: a stout man as already mentioned, with one fixed eye, and one loose eye,... | that she must not attend any more. Still, if her father really has left her, without any connivance on her part Bounderby, let me have a word with you." Upon this, Mr. Childers politely betook himself, with his equestrian walk, to the landing outside the door, and there stood stroking his face, and softly whistling. Wh... | anything, jump over everything, and stick at nothing. All the mothers could (and did) dance, upon the slack wire and the tight-rope, and perform rapid acts on bare-backed steeds; none of them were at all particular in respect of showing their legs; and one of them, alone in a Greek chariot, drove six in hand into every... | Hard Times |
"Ith an internal thame, upon my thoul it ith," | Mr. Sleary | and to weep over her.<|quote|>"Ith an internal thame, upon my thoul it ith,"</|quote|>said Sleary. "O my dear | the floor to nurse her, and to weep over her.<|quote|>"Ith an internal thame, upon my thoul it ith,"</|quote|>said Sleary. "O my dear father, my good kind father, | saw them all assembled, and saw their looks, and saw no father there, she broke into a most deplorable cry, and took refuge on the bosom of the most accomplished tight-rope lady (herself in the family-way), who knelt down on the floor to nurse her, and to weep over her.<|quote|>"Ith an internal thame, upon my thoul it ... | at twelve, which she always carried about with her, expressive of her dying desire to be drawn to the grave by the two piebald ponies cried, "Father, hush! she has come back!" Then came Sissy Jupe, running into the room as she had run out of it. And when she saw them all assembled, and saw their looks, and saw no fathe... | I have been, _your_ voithe wouldn't have lathted out, Thquire, no more than mine." "I dare say not," said Mr. Gradgrind. "What thall it be, Thquire, while you wait? Thall it be Therry? Give it a name, Thquire!" said Mr. Sleary, with hospitable ease. "Nothing for me, I thank you," said Mr. Gradgrind. "Don't thay nothing... | of a broken old pair of bellows, a flabby surface, and a muddled head which was never sober and never drunk. "Thquire!" said Mr. Sleary, who was troubled with asthma, and whose breath came far too thick and heavy for the letter s, "Your thervant! Thith ith a bad piethe of bithnith, thith ith. You've heard of my Clown a... | _I_ say no. I advise you not. I say by no means." While, from Mr. Gradgrind, he heard in his much lower tone the words, "But even as an example to Louisa, of what this pursuit which has been the subject of a vulgar curiosity, leads to and ends in. Think of it, Bounderby, in that point of view." Meanwhile, the various m... | when she comes back," said Mr. Gradgrind. "Glad to hear it, Thquire. Not that I want to get rid of the child, any more than I want to thtand in her way. I'm willing to take her prentith, though at her age ith late. My voithe ith a little huthky, Thquire, and not eathy heard by them ath don't know me; but if you'd been ... | Hard Times |
said Sleary. | No speaker | upon my thoul it ith,"<|quote|>said Sleary.</|quote|>"O my dear father, my | her. "Ith an internal thame, upon my thoul it ith,"<|quote|>said Sleary.</|quote|>"O my dear father, my good kind father, where are | saw no father there, she broke into a most deplorable cry, and took refuge on the bosom of the most accomplished tight-rope lady (herself in the family-way), who knelt down on the floor to nurse her, and to weep over her. "Ith an internal thame, upon my thoul it ith,"<|quote|>said Sleary.</|quote|>"O my dear father, my... | expressive of her dying desire to be drawn to the grave by the two piebald ponies cried, "Father, hush! she has come back!" Then came Sissy Jupe, running into the room as she had run out of it. And when she saw them all assembled, and saw their looks, and saw no father there, she broke into a most deplorable cry, and t... | Thquire, no more than mine." "I dare say not," said Mr. Gradgrind. "What thall it be, Thquire, while you wait? Thall it be Therry? Give it a name, Thquire!" said Mr. Sleary, with hospitable ease. "Nothing for me, I thank you," said Mr. Gradgrind. "Don't thay nothing, Thquire. What doth your friend thay? If you haven't ... | surface, and a muddled head which was never sober and never drunk. "Thquire!" said Mr. Sleary, who was troubled with asthma, and whose breath came far too thick and heavy for the letter s, "Your thervant! Thith ith a bad piethe of bithnith, thith ith. You've heard of my Clown and hith dog being thuppothed to have morri... | by no means." While, from Mr. Gradgrind, he heard in his much lower tone the words, "But even as an example to Louisa, of what this pursuit which has been the subject of a vulgar curiosity, leads to and ends in. Think of it, Bounderby, in that point of view." Meanwhile, the various members of Sleary's company gradually... | literature of the whole company would have produced but a poor letter on any subject. Yet there was a remarkable gentleness and childishness about these people, a special inaptitude for any kind of sharp practice, and an untiring readiness to help and pity one another, deserving often of as much respect, and always of ... | Hard Times |
"O my dear father, my good kind father, where are you gone? You are gone to try to do me some good, I know! You are gone away for my sake, I am sure! And how miserable and helpless you will be without me, poor, poor father, until you come back!" | Cecilia Jupe | thoul it ith," said Sleary.<|quote|>"O my dear father, my good kind father, where are you gone? You are gone to try to do me some good, I know! You are gone away for my sake, I am sure! And how miserable and helpless you will be without me, poor, poor father, until you come back!"</|quote|>It was so pathetic to | an internal thame, upon my thoul it ith," said Sleary.<|quote|>"O my dear father, my good kind father, where are you gone? You are gone to try to do me some good, I know! You are gone away for my sake, I am sure! And how miserable and helpless you will be without me, poor, poor father, until you come back!"</|quote|>It... | father there, she broke into a most deplorable cry, and took refuge on the bosom of the most accomplished tight-rope lady (herself in the family-way), who knelt down on the floor to nurse her, and to weep over her. "Ith an internal thame, upon my thoul it ith," said Sleary.<|quote|>"O my dear father, my good kind fathe... | her dying desire to be drawn to the grave by the two piebald ponies cried, "Father, hush! she has come back!" Then came Sissy Jupe, running into the room as she had run out of it. And when she saw them all assembled, and saw their looks, and saw no father there, she broke into a most deplorable cry, and took refuge on ... | more than mine." "I dare say not," said Mr. Gradgrind. "What thall it be, Thquire, while you wait? Thall it be Therry? Give it a name, Thquire!" said Mr. Sleary, with hospitable ease. "Nothing for me, I thank you," said Mr. Gradgrind. "Don't thay nothing, Thquire. What doth your friend thay? If you haven't took your fe... | a muddled head which was never sober and never drunk. "Thquire!" said Mr. Sleary, who was troubled with asthma, and whose breath came far too thick and heavy for the letter s, "Your thervant! Thith ith a bad piethe of bithnith, thith ith. You've heard of my Clown and hith dog being thuppothed to have morrithed?" He add... | means." While, from Mr. Gradgrind, he heard in his much lower tone the words, "But even as an example to Louisa, of what this pursuit which has been the subject of a vulgar curiosity, leads to and ends in. Think of it, Bounderby, in that point of view." Meanwhile, the various members of Sleary's company gradually gathe... | not at all orderly in their domestic arrangements, and the combined literature of the whole company would have produced but a poor letter on any subject. Yet there was a remarkable gentleness and childishness about these people, a special inaptitude for any kind of sharp practice, and an untiring readiness to help and ... | Hard Times |
It was so pathetic to hear her saying many things of this kind, with her face turned upward, and her arms stretched out as if she were trying to stop his departing shadow and embrace it, that no one spoke a word until Mr. Bounderby (growing impatient) took the case in hand. | No speaker | father, until you come back!"<|quote|>It was so pathetic to hear her saying many things of this kind, with her face turned upward, and her arms stretched out as if she were trying to stop his departing shadow and embrace it, that no one spoke a word until Mr. Bounderby (growing impatient) took the case in hand.</|quote... | be without me, poor, poor father, until you come back!"<|quote|>It was so pathetic to hear her saying many things of this kind, with her face turned upward, and her arms stretched out as if she were trying to stop his departing shadow and embrace it, that no one spoke a word until Mr. Bounderby (growing impatient) took... | my dear father, my good kind father, where are you gone? You are gone to try to do me some good, I know! You are gone away for my sake, I am sure! And how miserable and helpless you will be without me, poor, poor father, until you come back!"<|quote|>It was so pathetic to hear her saying many things of this kind, with ... | there, she broke into a most deplorable cry, and took refuge on the bosom of the most accomplished tight-rope lady (herself in the family-way), who knelt down on the floor to nurse her, and to weep over her. "Ith an internal thame, upon my thoul it ith," said Sleary. "O my dear father, my good kind father, where are yo... | If you haven't took your feed yet, have a glath of bitterth." Here his daughter Josephine a pretty fair-haired girl of eighteen, who had been tied on a horse at two years old, and had made a will at twelve, which she always carried about with her, expressive of her dying desire to be drawn to the grave by the two pieba... | being thuppothed to have morrithed?" He addressed Mr. Gradgrind, who answered "Yes." "Well, Thquire," he returned, taking off his hat, and rubbing the lining with his pocket-handkerchief, which he kept inside for the purpose. "Ith it your intenthion to do anything for the poor girl, Thquire?" "I shall have something to... | members of Sleary's company gradually gathered together from the upper regions, where they were quartered, and, from standing about, talking in low voices to one another and to Mr. Childers, gradually insinuated themselves and him into the room. There were two or three handsome young women among them, with their two or... | than I want to thtand in her way. I'm willing to take her prentith, though at her age ith late. My voithe ith a little huthky, Thquire, and not eathy heard by them ath don't know me; but if you'd been chilled and heated, heated and chilled, chilled and heated in the ring when you wath young, ath often ath I have been, ... | Hard Times |
"Now, good people all," | Josiah Bounderby | took the case in hand.<|quote|>"Now, good people all,"</|quote|>said he, "this is wanton | until Mr. Bounderby (growing impatient) took the case in hand.<|quote|>"Now, good people all,"</|quote|>said he, "this is wanton waste of time. Let the | so pathetic to hear her saying many things of this kind, with her face turned upward, and her arms stretched out as if she were trying to stop his departing shadow and embrace it, that no one spoke a word until Mr. Bounderby (growing impatient) took the case in hand.<|quote|>"Now, good people all,"</|quote|>said he, "t... | father, my good kind father, where are you gone? You are gone to try to do me some good, I know! You are gone away for my sake, I am sure! And how miserable and helpless you will be without me, poor, poor father, until you come back!" It was so pathetic to hear her saying many things of this kind, with her face turned ... | to be drawn to the grave by the two piebald ponies cried, "Father, hush! she has come back!" Then came Sissy Jupe, running into the room as she had run out of it. And when she saw them all assembled, and saw their looks, and saw no father there, she broke into a most deplorable cry, and took refuge on the bosom of the ... | to her when she comes back," said Mr. Gradgrind. "Glad to hear it, Thquire. Not that I want to get rid of the child, any more than I want to thtand in her way. I'm willing to take her prentith, though at her age ith late. My voithe ith a little huthky, Thquire, and not eathy heard by them ath don't know me; but if you'... | three husbands, and their two or three mothers, and their eight or nine little children, who did the fairy business when required. The father of one of the families was in the habit of balancing the father of another of the families on the top of a great pole; the father of a third family often made a pyramid of both t... | said Mr. Gradgrind. "What thall it be, Thquire, while you wait? Thall it be Therry? Give it a name, Thquire!" said Mr. Sleary, with hospitable ease. "Nothing for me, I thank you," said Mr. Gradgrind. "Don't thay nothing, Thquire. What doth your friend thay? If you haven't took your feed yet, have a glath of bitterth." ... | Hard Times |
said he, | No speaker | hand. "Now, good people all,"<|quote|>said he,</|quote|>"this is wanton waste of | impatient) took the case in hand. "Now, good people all,"<|quote|>said he,</|quote|>"this is wanton waste of time. Let the girl understand | her saying many things of this kind, with her face turned upward, and her arms stretched out as if she were trying to stop his departing shadow and embrace it, that no one spoke a word until Mr. Bounderby (growing impatient) took the case in hand. "Now, good people all,"<|quote|>said he,</|quote|>"this is wanton waste ... | father, where are you gone? You are gone to try to do me some good, I know! You are gone away for my sake, I am sure! And how miserable and helpless you will be without me, poor, poor father, until you come back!" It was so pathetic to hear her saying many things of this kind, with her face turned upward, and her arms ... | the grave by the two piebald ponies cried, "Father, hush! she has come back!" Then came Sissy Jupe, running into the room as she had run out of it. And when she saw them all assembled, and saw their looks, and saw no father there, she broke into a most deplorable cry, and took refuge on the bosom of the most accomplish... | comes back," said Mr. Gradgrind. "Glad to hear it, Thquire. Not that I want to get rid of the child, any more than I want to thtand in her way. I'm willing to take her prentith, though at her age ith late. My voithe ith a little huthky, Thquire, and not eathy heard by them ath don't know me; but if you'd been chilled a... | two or three mothers, and their eight or nine little children, who did the fairy business when required. The father of one of the families was in the habit of balancing the father of another of the families on the top of a great pole; the father of a third family often made a pyramid of both those fathers, with Master ... | late. My voithe ith a little huthky, Thquire, and not eathy heard by them ath don't know me; but if you'd been chilled and heated, heated and chilled, chilled and heated in the ring when you wath young, ath often ath I have been, _your_ voithe wouldn't have lathted out, Thquire, no more than mine." "I dare say not," sa... | Hard Times |
"this is wanton waste of time. Let the girl understand the fact. Let her take it from me, if you like, who have been run away from, myself. Here, what's your name! Your father has absconded deserted you and you mustn't expect to see him again as long as you live." | Josiah Bounderby | good people all," said he,<|quote|>"this is wanton waste of time. Let the girl understand the fact. Let her take it from me, if you like, who have been run away from, myself. Here, what's your name! Your father has absconded deserted you and you mustn't expect to see him again as long as you live."</|quote|>They cared ... | the case in hand. "Now, good people all," said he,<|quote|>"this is wanton waste of time. Let the girl understand the fact. Let her take it from me, if you like, who have been run away from, myself. Here, what's your name! Your father has absconded deserted you and you mustn't expect to see him again as long as you liv... | many things of this kind, with her face turned upward, and her arms stretched out as if she were trying to stop his departing shadow and embrace it, that no one spoke a word until Mr. Bounderby (growing impatient) took the case in hand. "Now, good people all," said he,<|quote|>"this is wanton waste of time. Let the gir... | are you gone? You are gone to try to do me some good, I know! You are gone away for my sake, I am sure! And how miserable and helpless you will be without me, poor, poor father, until you come back!" It was so pathetic to hear her saying many things of this kind, with her face turned upward, and her arms stretched out ... | by the two piebald ponies cried, "Father, hush! she has come back!" Then came Sissy Jupe, running into the room as she had run out of it. And when she saw them all assembled, and saw their looks, and saw no father there, she broke into a most deplorable cry, and took refuge on the bosom of the most accomplished tight-r... | said Mr. Gradgrind. "Glad to hear it, Thquire. Not that I want to get rid of the child, any more than I want to thtand in her way. I'm willing to take her prentith, though at her age ith late. My voithe ith a little huthky, Thquire, and not eathy heard by them ath don't know me; but if you'd been chilled and heated, he... | three mothers, and their eight or nine little children, who did the fairy business when required. The father of one of the families was in the habit of balancing the father of another of the families on the top of a great pole; the father of a third family often made a pyramid of both those fathers, with Master Kidderm... | and chilled, chilled and heated in the ring when you wath young, ath often ath I have been, _your_ voithe wouldn't have lathted out, Thquire, no more than mine." "I dare say not," said Mr. Gradgrind. "What thall it be, Thquire, while you wait? Thall it be Therry? Give it a name, Thquire!" said Mr. Sleary, with hospitab... | Hard Times |
They cared so little for plain Fact, these people, and were in that advanced state of degeneracy on the subject, that instead of being impressed by the speaker's strong common sense, they took it in extraordinary dudgeon. The men muttered "Shame!" and the women "Brute!" and Sleary, in some haste, communicated the follo... | No speaker | as long as you live."<|quote|>They cared so little for plain Fact, these people, and were in that advanced state of degeneracy on the subject, that instead of being impressed by the speaker's strong common sense, they took it in extraordinary dudgeon. The men muttered "Shame!" and the women "Brute!" and Sleary, in some... | expect to see him again as long as you live."<|quote|>They cared so little for plain Fact, these people, and were in that advanced state of degeneracy on the subject, that instead of being impressed by the speaker's strong common sense, they took it in extraordinary dudgeon. The men muttered "Shame!" and the women "Bru... | is wanton waste of time. Let the girl understand the fact. Let her take it from me, if you like, who have been run away from, myself. Here, what's your name! Your father has absconded deserted you and you mustn't expect to see him again as long as you live."<|quote|>They cared so little for plain Fact, these people, an... | things of this kind, with her face turned upward, and her arms stretched out as if she were trying to stop his departing shadow and embrace it, that no one spoke a word until Mr. Bounderby (growing impatient) took the case in hand. "Now, good people all," said he, "this is wanton waste of time. Let the girl understand ... | took refuge on the bosom of the most accomplished tight-rope lady (herself in the family-way), who knelt down on the floor to nurse her, and to weep over her. "Ith an internal thame, upon my thoul it ith," said Sleary. "O my dear father, my good kind father, where are you gone? You are gone to try to do me some good, I... | by them ath don't know me; but if you'd been chilled and heated, heated and chilled, chilled and heated in the ring when you wath young, ath often ath I have been, _your_ voithe wouldn't have lathted out, Thquire, no more than mine." "I dare say not," said Mr. Gradgrind. "What thall it be, Thquire, while you wait? Thal... | a pyramid of both those fathers, with Master Kidderminster for the apex, and himself for the base; all the fathers could dance upon rolling casks, stand upon bottles, catch knives and balls, twirl hand-basins, ride upon anything, jump over everything, and stick at nothing. All the mothers could (and did) dance, upon th... | flabby surface, and a muddled head which was never sober and never drunk. "Thquire!" said Mr. Sleary, who was troubled with asthma, and whose breath came far too thick and heavy for the letter s, "Your thervant! Thith ith a bad piethe of bithnith, thith ith. You've heard of my Clown and hith dog being thuppothed to hav... | Hard Times |
"I tell you what, Thquire. To thpeak plain to you, my opinion ith that you had better cut it thort, and drop it. They're a very good natur'd people, my people, but they're accuthtomed to be quick in their movementh; and if you don't act upon my advithe, I'm damned if I don't believe they'll pith you out o' winder." | Mr. Sleary | hint, apart to Mr. Bounderby.<|quote|>"I tell you what, Thquire. To thpeak plain to you, my opinion ith that you had better cut it thort, and drop it. They're a very good natur'd people, my people, but they're accuthtomed to be quick in their movementh; and if you don't act upon my advithe, I'm damned if I don't believ... | some haste, communicated the following hint, apart to Mr. Bounderby.<|quote|>"I tell you what, Thquire. To thpeak plain to you, my opinion ith that you had better cut it thort, and drop it. They're a very good natur'd people, my people, but they're accuthtomed to be quick in their movementh; and if you don't act upon m... | people, and were in that advanced state of degeneracy on the subject, that instead of being impressed by the speaker's strong common sense, they took it in extraordinary dudgeon. The men muttered "Shame!" and the women "Brute!" and Sleary, in some haste, communicated the following hint, apart to Mr. Bounderby.<|quote|>... | understand the fact. Let her take it from me, if you like, who have been run away from, myself. Here, what's your name! Your father has absconded deserted you and you mustn't expect to see him again as long as you live." They cared so little for plain Fact, these people, and were in that advanced state of degeneracy on... | do me some good, I know! You are gone away for my sake, I am sure! And how miserable and helpless you will be without me, poor, poor father, until you come back!" It was so pathetic to hear her saying many things of this kind, with her face turned upward, and her arms stretched out as if she were trying to stop his dep... | Thall it be Therry? Give it a name, Thquire!" said Mr. Sleary, with hospitable ease. "Nothing for me, I thank you," said Mr. Gradgrind. "Don't thay nothing, Thquire. What doth your friend thay? If you haven't took your feed yet, have a glath of bitterth." Here his daughter Josephine a pretty fair-haired girl of eightee... | and perform rapid acts on bare-backed steeds; none of them were at all particular in respect of showing their legs; and one of them, alone in a Greek chariot, drove six in hand into every town they came to. They all assumed to be mighty rakish and knowing, they were not very tidy in their private dresses, they were not... | me; but if you'd been chilled and heated, heated and chilled, chilled and heated in the ring when you wath young, ath often ath I have been, _your_ voithe wouldn't have lathted out, Thquire, no more than mine." "I dare say not," said Mr. Gradgrind. "What thall it be, Thquire, while you wait? Thall it be Therry? Give it... | Hard Times |
Mr. Bounderby being restrained by this mild suggestion, Mr. Gradgrind found an opening for his eminently practical exposition of the subject. | No speaker | pith you out o' winder."<|quote|>Mr. Bounderby being restrained by this mild suggestion, Mr. Gradgrind found an opening for his eminently practical exposition of the subject.</|quote|>"It is of no moment," | if I don't believe they'll pith you out o' winder."<|quote|>Mr. Bounderby being restrained by this mild suggestion, Mr. Gradgrind found an opening for his eminently practical exposition of the subject.</|quote|>"It is of no moment," said he, "whether this person | my opinion ith that you had better cut it thort, and drop it. They're a very good natur'd people, my people, but they're accuthtomed to be quick in their movementh; and if you don't act upon my advithe, I'm damned if I don't believe they'll pith you out o' winder."<|quote|>Mr. Bounderby being restrained by this mild su... | the subject, that instead of being impressed by the speaker's strong common sense, they took it in extraordinary dudgeon. The men muttered "Shame!" and the women "Brute!" and Sleary, in some haste, communicated the following hint, apart to Mr. Bounderby. "I tell you what, Thquire. To thpeak plain to you, my opinion ith... | trying to stop his departing shadow and embrace it, that no one spoke a word until Mr. Bounderby (growing impatient) took the case in hand. "Now, good people all," said he, "this is wanton waste of time. Let the girl understand the fact. Let her take it from me, if you like, who have been run away from, myself. Here, w... | a horse at two years old, and had made a will at twelve, which she always carried about with her, expressive of her dying desire to be drawn to the grave by the two piebald ponies cried, "Father, hush! she has come back!" Then came Sissy Jupe, running into the room as she had run out of it. And when she saw them all as... | at all orderly in their domestic arrangements, and the combined literature of the whole company would have produced but a poor letter on any subject. Yet there was a remarkable gentleness and childishness about these people, a special inaptitude for any kind of sharp practice, and an untiring readiness to help and pity... | and took refuge on the bosom of the most accomplished tight-rope lady (herself in the family-way), who knelt down on the floor to nurse her, and to weep over her. "Ith an internal thame, upon my thoul it ith," said Sleary. "O my dear father, my good kind father, where are you gone? You are gone to try to do me some goo... | Hard Times |
"It is of no moment," | Thomas Gradgrind | practical exposition of the subject.<|quote|>"It is of no moment,"</|quote|>said he, "whether this person | an opening for his eminently practical exposition of the subject.<|quote|>"It is of no moment,"</|quote|>said he, "whether this person is to be expected back | but they're accuthtomed to be quick in their movementh; and if you don't act upon my advithe, I'm damned if I don't believe they'll pith you out o' winder." Mr. Bounderby being restrained by this mild suggestion, Mr. Gradgrind found an opening for his eminently practical exposition of the subject.<|quote|>"It is of no ... | muttered "Shame!" and the women "Brute!" and Sleary, in some haste, communicated the following hint, apart to Mr. Bounderby. "I tell you what, Thquire. To thpeak plain to you, my opinion ith that you had better cut it thort, and drop it. They're a very good natur'd people, my people, but they're accuthtomed to be quick... | the case in hand. "Now, good people all," said he, "this is wanton waste of time. Let the girl understand the fact. Let her take it from me, if you like, who have been run away from, myself. Here, what's your name! Your father has absconded deserted you and you mustn't expect to see him again as long as you live." They... | of her dying desire to be drawn to the grave by the two piebald ponies cried, "Father, hush! she has come back!" Then came Sissy Jupe, running into the room as she had run out of it. And when she saw them all assembled, and saw their looks, and saw no father there, she broke into a most deplorable cry, and took refuge ... | letter on any subject. Yet there was a remarkable gentleness and childishness about these people, a special inaptitude for any kind of sharp practice, and an untiring readiness to help and pity one another, deserving often of as much respect, and always of as much generous construction, as the every-day virtues of any ... | a glath of bitterth." Here his daughter Josephine a pretty fair-haired girl of eighteen, who had been tied on a horse at two years old, and had made a will at twelve, which she always carried about with her, expressive of her dying desire to be drawn to the grave by the two piebald ponies cried, "Father, hush! she has ... | Hard Times |
said he, | No speaker | "It is of no moment,"<|quote|>said he,</|quote|>"whether this person is to | practical exposition of the subject. "It is of no moment,"<|quote|>said he,</|quote|>"whether this person is to be expected back at any | quick in their movementh; and if you don't act upon my advithe, I'm damned if I don't believe they'll pith you out o' winder." Mr. Bounderby being restrained by this mild suggestion, Mr. Gradgrind found an opening for his eminently practical exposition of the subject. "It is of no moment,"<|quote|>said he,</|quote|>"wh... | "Brute!" and Sleary, in some haste, communicated the following hint, apart to Mr. Bounderby. "I tell you what, Thquire. To thpeak plain to you, my opinion ith that you had better cut it thort, and drop it. They're a very good natur'd people, my people, but they're accuthtomed to be quick in their movementh; and if you ... | good people all," said he, "this is wanton waste of time. Let the girl understand the fact. Let her take it from me, if you like, who have been run away from, myself. Here, what's your name! Your father has absconded deserted you and you mustn't expect to see him again as long as you live." They cared so little for pla... | be drawn to the grave by the two piebald ponies cried, "Father, hush! she has come back!" Then came Sissy Jupe, running into the room as she had run out of it. And when she saw them all assembled, and saw their looks, and saw no father there, she broke into a most deplorable cry, and took refuge on the bosom of the mos... | there was a remarkable gentleness and childishness about these people, a special inaptitude for any kind of sharp practice, and an untiring readiness to help and pity one another, deserving often of as much respect, and always of as much generous construction, as the every-day virtues of any class of people in the worl... | and saw no father there, she broke into a most deplorable cry, and took refuge on the bosom of the most accomplished tight-rope lady (herself in the family-way), who knelt down on the floor to nurse her, and to weep over her. "Ith an internal thame, upon my thoul it ith," said Sleary. "O my dear father, my good kind fa... | Hard Times |
"whether this person is to be expected back at any time, or the contrary. He is gone away, and there is no present expectation of his return. That, I believe, is agreed on all hands." | Thomas Gradgrind | of no moment," said he,<|quote|>"whether this person is to be expected back at any time, or the contrary. He is gone away, and there is no present expectation of his return. That, I believe, is agreed on all hands."</|quote|>"Thath agreed, Thquire. Thick to | of the subject. "It is of no moment," said he,<|quote|>"whether this person is to be expected back at any time, or the contrary. He is gone away, and there is no present expectation of his return. That, I believe, is agreed on all hands."</|quote|>"Thath agreed, Thquire. Thick to that!" From Sleary. "Well then. | their movementh; and if you don't act upon my advithe, I'm damned if I don't believe they'll pith you out o' winder." Mr. Bounderby being restrained by this mild suggestion, Mr. Gradgrind found an opening for his eminently practical exposition of the subject. "It is of no moment," said he,<|quote|>"whether this person ... | Sleary, in some haste, communicated the following hint, apart to Mr. Bounderby. "I tell you what, Thquire. To thpeak plain to you, my opinion ith that you had better cut it thort, and drop it. They're a very good natur'd people, my people, but they're accuthtomed to be quick in their movementh; and if you don't act upo... | all," said he, "this is wanton waste of time. Let the girl understand the fact. Let her take it from me, if you like, who have been run away from, myself. Here, what's your name! Your father has absconded deserted you and you mustn't expect to see him again as long as you live." They cared so little for plain Fact, the... | to the grave by the two piebald ponies cried, "Father, hush! she has come back!" Then came Sissy Jupe, running into the room as she had run out of it. And when she saw them all assembled, and saw their looks, and saw no father there, she broke into a most deplorable cry, and took refuge on the bosom of the most accompl... | a remarkable gentleness and childishness about these people, a special inaptitude for any kind of sharp practice, and an untiring readiness to help and pity one another, deserving often of as much respect, and always of as much generous construction, as the every-day virtues of any class of people in the world. Last of... | it. And when she saw them all assembled, and saw their looks, and saw no father there, she broke into a most deplorable cry, and took refuge on the bosom of the most accomplished tight-rope lady (herself in the family-way), who knelt down on the floor to nurse her, and to weep over her. "Ith an internal thame, upon my ... | Hard Times |
"Thath agreed, Thquire. Thick to that!" | Mr. Sleary | is agreed on all hands."<|quote|>"Thath agreed, Thquire. Thick to that!"</|quote|>From Sleary. "Well then. I, | his return. That, I believe, is agreed on all hands."<|quote|>"Thath agreed, Thquire. Thick to that!"</|quote|>From Sleary. "Well then. I, who came here to inform | for his eminently practical exposition of the subject. "It is of no moment," said he, "whether this person is to be expected back at any time, or the contrary. He is gone away, and there is no present expectation of his return. That, I believe, is agreed on all hands."<|quote|>"Thath agreed, Thquire. Thick to that!"</|... | They're a very good natur'd people, my people, but they're accuthtomed to be quick in their movementh; and if you don't act upon my advithe, I'm damned if I don't believe they'll pith you out o' winder." Mr. Bounderby being restrained by this mild suggestion, Mr. Gradgrind found an opening for his eminently practical e... | Your father has absconded deserted you and you mustn't expect to see him again as long as you live." They cared so little for plain Fact, these people, and were in that advanced state of degeneracy on the subject, that instead of being impressed by the speaker's strong common sense, they took it in extraordinary dudgeo... | all assembled, and saw their looks, and saw no father there, she broke into a most deplorable cry, and took refuge on the bosom of the most accomplished tight-rope lady (herself in the family-way), who knelt down on the floor to nurse her, and to weep over her. "Ith an internal thame, upon my thoul it ith," said Sleary... | of as much generous construction, as the every-day virtues of any class of people in the world. Last of all appeared Mr. Sleary: a stout man as already mentioned, with one fixed eye, and one loose eye, a voice (if it can be called so) like the efforts of a broken old pair of bellows, a flabby surface, and a muddled hea... | trying to stop his departing shadow and embrace it, that no one spoke a word until Mr. Bounderby (growing impatient) took the case in hand. "Now, good people all," said he, "this is wanton waste of time. Let the girl understand the fact. Let her take it from me, if you like, who have been run away from, myself. Here, w... | Hard Times |
From Sleary. | No speaker | agreed, Thquire. Thick to that!"<|quote|>From Sleary.</|quote|>"Well then. I, who came | agreed on all hands." "Thath agreed, Thquire. Thick to that!"<|quote|>From Sleary.</|quote|>"Well then. I, who came here to inform the father | the subject. "It is of no moment," said he, "whether this person is to be expected back at any time, or the contrary. He is gone away, and there is no present expectation of his return. That, I believe, is agreed on all hands." "Thath agreed, Thquire. Thick to that!"<|quote|>From Sleary.</|quote|>"Well then. I, who cam... | my people, but they're accuthtomed to be quick in their movementh; and if you don't act upon my advithe, I'm damned if I don't believe they'll pith you out o' winder." Mr. Bounderby being restrained by this mild suggestion, Mr. Gradgrind found an opening for his eminently practical exposition of the subject. "It is of ... | and you mustn't expect to see him again as long as you live." They cared so little for plain Fact, these people, and were in that advanced state of degeneracy on the subject, that instead of being impressed by the speaker's strong common sense, they took it in extraordinary dudgeon. The men muttered "Shame!" and the wo... | and saw no father there, she broke into a most deplorable cry, and took refuge on the bosom of the most accomplished tight-rope lady (herself in the family-way), who knelt down on the floor to nurse her, and to weep over her. "Ith an internal thame, upon my thoul it ith," said Sleary. "O my dear father, my good kind fa... | the every-day virtues of any class of people in the world. Last of all appeared Mr. Sleary: a stout man as already mentioned, with one fixed eye, and one loose eye, a voice (if it can be called so) like the efforts of a broken old pair of bellows, a flabby surface, and a muddled head which was never sober and never dru... | are gone to try to do me some good, I know! You are gone away for my sake, I am sure! And how miserable and helpless you will be without me, poor, poor father, until you come back!" It was so pathetic to hear her saying many things of this kind, with her face turned upward, and her arms stretched out as if she were try... | Hard Times |
"Well then. I, who came here to inform the father of the poor girl, Jupe, that she could not be received at the school any more, in consequence of there being practical objections, into which I need not enter, to the reception there of the children of persons so employed, am prepared in these altered circumstances to m... | Thomas Gradgrind | Thick to that!" From Sleary.<|quote|>"Well then. I, who came here to inform the father of the poor girl, Jupe, that she could not be received at the school any more, in consequence of there being practical objections, into which I need not enter, to the reception there of the children of persons so employed, am prepare... | all hands." "Thath agreed, Thquire. Thick to that!" From Sleary.<|quote|>"Well then. I, who came here to inform the father of the poor girl, Jupe, that she could not be received at the school any more, in consequence of there being practical objections, into which I need not enter, to the reception there of the childre... | "It is of no moment," said he, "whether this person is to be expected back at any time, or the contrary. He is gone away, and there is no present expectation of his return. That, I believe, is agreed on all hands." "Thath agreed, Thquire. Thick to that!" From Sleary.<|quote|>"Well then. I, who came here to inform the f... | but they're accuthtomed to be quick in their movementh; and if you don't act upon my advithe, I'm damned if I don't believe they'll pith you out o' winder." Mr. Bounderby being restrained by this mild suggestion, Mr. Gradgrind found an opening for his eminently practical exposition of the subject. "It is of no moment,"... | mustn't expect to see him again as long as you live." They cared so little for plain Fact, these people, and were in that advanced state of degeneracy on the subject, that instead of being impressed by the speaker's strong common sense, they took it in extraordinary dudgeon. The men muttered "Shame!" and the women "Bru... | no father there, she broke into a most deplorable cry, and took refuge on the bosom of the most accomplished tight-rope lady (herself in the family-way), who knelt down on the floor to nurse her, and to weep over her. "Ith an internal thame, upon my thoul it ith," said Sleary. "O my dear father, my good kind father, wh... | virtues of any class of people in the world. Last of all appeared Mr. Sleary: a stout man as already mentioned, with one fixed eye, and one loose eye, a voice (if it can be called so) like the efforts of a broken old pair of bellows, a flabby surface, and a muddled head which was never sober and never drunk. "Thquire!"... | (herself in the family-way), who knelt down on the floor to nurse her, and to weep over her. "Ith an internal thame, upon my thoul it ith," said Sleary. "O my dear father, my good kind father, where are you gone? You are gone to try to do me some good, I know! You are gone away for my sake, I am sure! And how miserable... | Hard Times |
"At the thame time," | Mr. Sleary | the whole of the case."<|quote|>"At the thame time,"</|quote|>said Sleary, "I mutht put | here present. These observations comprise the whole of the case."<|quote|>"At the thame time,"</|quote|>said Sleary, "I mutht put in my word, Thquire, tho | good behaviour) I make is, that you decide now, at once, whether to accompany me or remain here. Also, that if you accompany me now, it is understood that you communicate no more with any of your friends who are here present. These observations comprise the whole of the case."<|quote|>"At the thame time,"</|quote|>said... | which I need not enter, to the reception there of the children of persons so employed, am prepared in these altered circumstances to make a proposal. I am willing to take charge of you, Jupe, and to educate you, and provide for you. The only condition (over and above your good behaviour) I make is, that you decide now,... | this mild suggestion, Mr. Gradgrind found an opening for his eminently practical exposition of the subject. "It is of no moment," said he, "whether this person is to be expected back at any time, or the contrary. He is gone away, and there is no present expectation of his return. That, I believe, is agreed on all hands... | shadow and embrace it, that no one spoke a word until Mr. Bounderby (growing impatient) took the case in hand. "Now, good people all," said he, "this is wanton waste of time. Let the girl understand the fact. Let her take it from me, if you like, who have been run away from, myself. Here, what's your name! Your father ... | the purpose. "Ith it your intenthion to do anything for the poor girl, Thquire?" "I shall have something to propose to her when she comes back," said Mr. Gradgrind. "Glad to hear it, Thquire. Not that I want to get rid of the child, any more than I want to thtand in her way. I'm willing to take her prentith, though at ... | Sleary. "O my dear father, my good kind father, where are you gone? You are gone to try to do me some good, I know! You are gone away for my sake, I am sure! And how miserable and helpless you will be without me, poor, poor father, until you come back!" It was so pathetic to hear her saying many things of this kind, wi... | Hard Times |
said Sleary, | No speaker | case." "At the thame time,"<|quote|>said Sleary,</|quote|>"I mutht put in my | comprise the whole of the case." "At the thame time,"<|quote|>said Sleary,</|quote|>"I mutht put in my word, Thquire, tho that both | is, that you decide now, at once, whether to accompany me or remain here. Also, that if you accompany me now, it is understood that you communicate no more with any of your friends who are here present. These observations comprise the whole of the case." "At the thame time,"<|quote|>said Sleary,</|quote|>"I mutht put i... | enter, to the reception there of the children of persons so employed, am prepared in these altered circumstances to make a proposal. I am willing to take charge of you, Jupe, and to educate you, and provide for you. The only condition (over and above your good behaviour) I make is, that you decide now, at once, whether... | Gradgrind found an opening for his eminently practical exposition of the subject. "It is of no moment," said he, "whether this person is to be expected back at any time, or the contrary. He is gone away, and there is no present expectation of his return. That, I believe, is agreed on all hands." "Thath agreed, Thquire.... | that no one spoke a word until Mr. Bounderby (growing impatient) took the case in hand. "Now, good people all," said he, "this is wanton waste of time. Let the girl understand the fact. Let her take it from me, if you like, who have been run away from, myself. Here, what's your name! Your father has absconded deserted ... | your intenthion to do anything for the poor girl, Thquire?" "I shall have something to propose to her when she comes back," said Mr. Gradgrind. "Glad to hear it, Thquire. Not that I want to get rid of the child, any more than I want to thtand in her way. I'm willing to take her prentith, though at her age ith late. My ... | this kind, with her face turned upward, and her arms stretched out as if she were trying to stop his departing shadow and embrace it, that no one spoke a word until Mr. Bounderby (growing impatient) took the case in hand. "Now, good people all," said he, "this is wanton waste of time. Let the girl understand the fact. ... | Hard Times |
"I mutht put in my word, Thquire, tho that both thides of the banner may be equally theen. If you like, Thethilia, to be prentitht, you know the natur of the work and you know your companionth. Emma Gordon, in whothe lap you're a lying at prethent, would be a mother to you, and Joth'phine would be a thithter to you. I ... | Mr. Sleary | the thame time," said Sleary,<|quote|>"I mutht put in my word, Thquire, tho that both thides of the banner may be equally theen. If you like, Thethilia, to be prentitht, you know the natur of the work and you know your companionth. Emma Gordon, in whothe lap you're a lying at prethent, would be a mother to you, and Jot... | whole of the case." "At the thame time," said Sleary,<|quote|>"I mutht put in my word, Thquire, tho that both thides of the banner may be equally theen. If you like, Thethilia, to be prentitht, you know the natur of the work and you know your companionth. Emma Gordon, in whothe lap you're a lying at prethent, would be ... | you decide now, at once, whether to accompany me or remain here. Also, that if you accompany me now, it is understood that you communicate no more with any of your friends who are here present. These observations comprise the whole of the case." "At the thame time," said Sleary,<|quote|>"I mutht put in my word, Thquire... | the reception there of the children of persons so employed, am prepared in these altered circumstances to make a proposal. I am willing to take charge of you, Jupe, and to educate you, and provide for you. The only condition (over and above your good behaviour) I make is, that you decide now, at once, whether to accomp... | an opening for his eminently practical exposition of the subject. "It is of no moment," said he, "whether this person is to be expected back at any time, or the contrary. He is gone away, and there is no present expectation of his return. That, I believe, is agreed on all hands." "Thath agreed, Thquire. Thick to that!"... | one spoke a word until Mr. Bounderby (growing impatient) took the case in hand. "Now, good people all," said he, "this is wanton waste of time. Let the girl understand the fact. Let her take it from me, if you like, who have been run away from, myself. Here, what's your name! Your father has absconded deserted you and ... | to do anything for the poor girl, Thquire?" "I shall have something to propose to her when she comes back," said Mr. Gradgrind. "Glad to hear it, Thquire. Not that I want to get rid of the child, any more than I want to thtand in her way. I'm willing to take her prentith, though at her age ith late. My voithe ith a lit... | that you had better cut it thort, and drop it. They're a very good natur'd people, my people, but they're accuthtomed to be quick in their movementh; and if you don't act upon my advithe, I'm damned if I don't believe they'll pith you out o' winder." Mr. Bounderby being restrained by this mild suggestion, Mr. Gradgrind... | Hard Times |
The latter part of this speech was addressed to Mr. Gradgrind, who received it with a grave inclination of his head, and then remarked: | No speaker | I have thed my thay."<|quote|>The latter part of this speech was addressed to Mr. Gradgrind, who received it with a grave inclination of his head, and then remarked:</|quote|>"The only observation I will | of a Cackler, Thquire, and I have thed my thay."<|quote|>The latter part of this speech was addressed to Mr. Gradgrind, who received it with a grave inclination of his head, and then remarked:</|quote|>"The only observation I will make to you, Jupe, in | tempered or bad tempered, I never did a horthe a injury yet, no more than thwearing at him went, and that I don't expect I thall begin otherwithe at my time of life, with a rider. I never wath much of a Cackler, Thquire, and I have thed my thay."<|quote|>The latter part of this speech was addressed to Mr. Gradgrind, wh... | Joth'phine would be a thithter to you. I don't pretend to be of the angel breed myself, and I don't thay but what, when you mith'd your tip, you'd find me cut up rough, and thwear an oath or two at you. But what I thay, Thquire, ith, that good tempered or bad tempered, I never did a horthe a injury yet, no more than th... | once, whether to accompany me or remain here. Also, that if you accompany me now, it is understood that you communicate no more with any of your friends who are here present. These observations comprise the whole of the case." "At the thame time," said Sleary, "I mutht put in my word, Thquire, tho that both thides of t... | very good natur'd people, my people, but they're accuthtomed to be quick in their movementh; and if you don't act upon my advithe, I'm damned if I don't believe they'll pith you out o' winder." Mr. Bounderby being restrained by this mild suggestion, Mr. Gradgrind found an opening for his eminently practical exposition ... | thay nothing, Thquire. What doth your friend thay? If you haven't took your feed yet, have a glath of bitterth." Here his daughter Josephine a pretty fair-haired girl of eighteen, who had been tied on a horse at two years old, and had made a will at twelve, which she always carried about with her, expressive of her dyi... | that instead of being impressed by the speaker's strong common sense, they took it in extraordinary dudgeon. The men muttered "Shame!" and the women "Brute!" and Sleary, in some haste, communicated the following hint, apart to Mr. Bounderby. "I tell you what, Thquire. To thpeak plain to you, my opinion ith that you had... | Hard Times |
"The only observation I will make to you, Jupe, in the way of influencing your decision, is, that it is highly desirable to have a sound practical education, and that even your father himself (from what I understand) appears, on your behalf, to have known and felt that much." | Thomas Gradgrind | his head, and then remarked:<|quote|>"The only observation I will make to you, Jupe, in the way of influencing your decision, is, that it is highly desirable to have a sound practical education, and that even your father himself (from what I understand) appears, on your behalf, to have known and felt that much."</|quot... | with a grave inclination of his head, and then remarked:<|quote|>"The only observation I will make to you, Jupe, in the way of influencing your decision, is, that it is highly desirable to have a sound practical education, and that even your father himself (from what I understand) appears, on your behalf, to have known... | I thall begin otherwithe at my time of life, with a rider. I never wath much of a Cackler, Thquire, and I have thed my thay." The latter part of this speech was addressed to Mr. Gradgrind, who received it with a grave inclination of his head, and then remarked:<|quote|>"The only observation I will make to you, Jupe, in... | you mith'd your tip, you'd find me cut up rough, and thwear an oath or two at you. But what I thay, Thquire, ith, that good tempered or bad tempered, I never did a horthe a injury yet, no more than thwearing at him went, and that I don't expect I thall begin otherwithe at my time of life, with a rider. I never wath muc... | any of your friends who are here present. These observations comprise the whole of the case." "At the thame time," said Sleary, "I mutht put in my word, Thquire, tho that both thides of the banner may be equally theen. If you like, Thethilia, to be prentitht, you know the natur of the work and you know your companionth... | damned if I don't believe they'll pith you out o' winder." Mr. Bounderby being restrained by this mild suggestion, Mr. Gradgrind found an opening for his eminently practical exposition of the subject. "It is of no moment," said he, "whether this person is to be expected back at any time, or the contrary. He is gone awa... | a pretty fair-haired girl of eighteen, who had been tied on a horse at two years old, and had made a will at twelve, which she always carried about with her, expressive of her dying desire to be drawn to the grave by the two piebald ponies cried, "Father, hush! she has come back!" Then came Sissy Jupe, running into the... | you mustn't expect to see him again as long as you live." They cared so little for plain Fact, these people, and were in that advanced state of degeneracy on the subject, that instead of being impressed by the speaker's strong common sense, they took it in extraordinary dudgeon. The men muttered "Shame!" and the women ... | Hard Times |
The last words had a visible effect upon her. She stopped in her wild crying, a little detached herself from Emma Gordon, and turned her face full upon her patron. The whole company perceived the force of the change, and drew a long breath together, that plainly said, "she will go!" | No speaker | known and felt that much."<|quote|>The last words had a visible effect upon her. She stopped in her wild crying, a little detached herself from Emma Gordon, and turned her face full upon her patron. The whole company perceived the force of the change, and drew a long breath together, that plainly said, "she will go!"</... | on your behalf, to have known and felt that much."<|quote|>The last words had a visible effect upon her. She stopped in her wild crying, a little detached herself from Emma Gordon, and turned her face full upon her patron. The whole company perceived the force of the change, and drew a long breath together, that plainl... | remarked: "The only observation I will make to you, Jupe, in the way of influencing your decision, is, that it is highly desirable to have a sound practical education, and that even your father himself (from what I understand) appears, on your behalf, to have known and felt that much."<|quote|>The last words had a visi... | expect I thall begin otherwithe at my time of life, with a rider. I never wath much of a Cackler, Thquire, and I have thed my thay." The latter part of this speech was addressed to Mr. Gradgrind, who received it with a grave inclination of his head, and then remarked: "The only observation I will make to you, Jupe, in ... | the natur of the work and you know your companionth. Emma Gordon, in whothe lap you're a lying at prethent, would be a mother to you, and Joth'phine would be a thithter to you. I don't pretend to be of the angel breed myself, and I don't thay but what, when you mith'd your tip, you'd find me cut up rough, and thwear an... | time, or the contrary. He is gone away, and there is no present expectation of his return. That, I believe, is agreed on all hands." "Thath agreed, Thquire. Thick to that!" From Sleary. "Well then. I, who came here to inform the father of the poor girl, Jupe, that she could not be received at the school any more, in co... | hush! she has come back!" Then came Sissy Jupe, running into the room as she had run out of it. And when she saw them all assembled, and saw their looks, and saw no father there, she broke into a most deplorable cry, and took refuge on the bosom of the most accomplished tight-rope lady (herself in the family-way), who ... | here present. These observations comprise the whole of the case." "At the thame time," said Sleary, "I mutht put in my word, Thquire, tho that both thides of the banner may be equally theen. If you like, Thethilia, to be prentitht, you know the natur of the work and you know your companionth. Emma Gordon, in whothe lap... | Hard Times |
"Be sure you know your own mind, Jupe," | Thomas Gradgrind | plainly said, "she will go!"<|quote|>"Be sure you know your own mind, Jupe,"</|quote|>Mr. Gradgrind cautioned her; "I | a long breath together, that plainly said, "she will go!"<|quote|>"Be sure you know your own mind, Jupe,"</|quote|>Mr. Gradgrind cautioned her; "I say no more. Be sure | last words had a visible effect upon her. She stopped in her wild crying, a little detached herself from Emma Gordon, and turned her face full upon her patron. The whole company perceived the force of the change, and drew a long breath together, that plainly said, "she will go!"<|quote|>"Be sure you know your own mind,... | "The only observation I will make to you, Jupe, in the way of influencing your decision, is, that it is highly desirable to have a sound practical education, and that even your father himself (from what I understand) appears, on your behalf, to have known and felt that much." The last words had a visible effect upon he... | you mith'd your tip, you'd find me cut up rough, and thwear an oath or two at you. But what I thay, Thquire, ith, that good tempered or bad tempered, I never did a horthe a injury yet, no more than thwearing at him went, and that I don't expect I thall begin otherwithe at my time of life, with a rider. I never wath muc... | not be received at the school any more, in consequence of there being practical objections, into which I need not enter, to the reception there of the children of persons so employed, am prepared in these altered circumstances to make a proposal. I am willing to take charge of you, Jupe, and to educate you, and provide... | most accomplished tight-rope lady (herself in the family-way), who knelt down on the floor to nurse her, and to weep over her. "Ith an internal thame, upon my thoul it ith," said Sleary. "O my dear father, my good kind father, where are you gone? You are gone to try to do me some good, I know! You are gone away for my ... | The men muttered "Shame!" and the women "Brute!" and Sleary, in some haste, communicated the following hint, apart to Mr. Bounderby. "I tell you what, Thquire. To thpeak plain to you, my opinion ith that you had better cut it thort, and drop it. They're a very good natur'd people, my people, but they're accuthtomed to ... | Hard Times |
Mr. Gradgrind cautioned her; | No speaker | know your own mind, Jupe,"<|quote|>Mr. Gradgrind cautioned her;</|quote|>"I say no more. Be | will go!" "Be sure you know your own mind, Jupe,"<|quote|>Mr. Gradgrind cautioned her;</|quote|>"I say no more. Be sure you know your own | She stopped in her wild crying, a little detached herself from Emma Gordon, and turned her face full upon her patron. The whole company perceived the force of the change, and drew a long breath together, that plainly said, "she will go!" "Be sure you know your own mind, Jupe,"<|quote|>Mr. Gradgrind cautioned her;</|quo... | Jupe, in the way of influencing your decision, is, that it is highly desirable to have a sound practical education, and that even your father himself (from what I understand) appears, on your behalf, to have known and felt that much." The last words had a visible effect upon her. She stopped in her wild crying, a littl... | up rough, and thwear an oath or two at you. But what I thay, Thquire, ith, that good tempered or bad tempered, I never did a horthe a injury yet, no more than thwearing at him went, and that I don't expect I thall begin otherwithe at my time of life, with a rider. I never wath much of a Cackler, Thquire, and I have the... | in consequence of there being practical objections, into which I need not enter, to the reception there of the children of persons so employed, am prepared in these altered circumstances to make a proposal. I am willing to take charge of you, Jupe, and to educate you, and provide for you. The only condition (over and a... | who knelt down on the floor to nurse her, and to weep over her. "Ith an internal thame, upon my thoul it ith," said Sleary. "O my dear father, my good kind father, where are you gone? You are gone to try to do me some good, I know! You are gone away for my sake, I am sure! And how miserable and helpless you will be wit... | it thort, and drop it. They're a very good natur'd people, my people, but they're accuthtomed to be quick in their movementh; and if you don't act upon my advithe, I'm damned if I don't believe they'll pith you out o' winder." Mr. Bounderby being restrained by this mild suggestion, Mr. Gradgrind found an opening for hi... | Hard Times |
"I say no more. Be sure you know your own mind!" | Thomas Gradgrind | Jupe," Mr. Gradgrind cautioned her;<|quote|>"I say no more. Be sure you know your own mind!"</|quote|>"When father comes back," cried | you know your own mind, Jupe," Mr. Gradgrind cautioned her;<|quote|>"I say no more. Be sure you know your own mind!"</|quote|>"When father comes back," cried the girl, bursting into tears | wild crying, a little detached herself from Emma Gordon, and turned her face full upon her patron. The whole company perceived the force of the change, and drew a long breath together, that plainly said, "she will go!" "Be sure you know your own mind, Jupe," Mr. Gradgrind cautioned her;<|quote|>"I say no more. Be sure ... | of influencing your decision, is, that it is highly desirable to have a sound practical education, and that even your father himself (from what I understand) appears, on your behalf, to have known and felt that much." The last words had a visible effect upon her. She stopped in her wild crying, a little detached hersel... | an oath or two at you. But what I thay, Thquire, ith, that good tempered or bad tempered, I never did a horthe a injury yet, no more than thwearing at him went, and that I don't expect I thall begin otherwithe at my time of life, with a rider. I never wath much of a Cackler, Thquire, and I have thed my thay." The latte... | being practical objections, into which I need not enter, to the reception there of the children of persons so employed, am prepared in these altered circumstances to make a proposal. I am willing to take charge of you, Jupe, and to educate you, and provide for you. The only condition (over and above your good behaviour... | the floor to nurse her, and to weep over her. "Ith an internal thame, upon my thoul it ith," said Sleary. "O my dear father, my good kind father, where are you gone? You are gone to try to do me some good, I know! You are gone away for my sake, I am sure! And how miserable and helpless you will be without me, poor, poo... | provide for you. The only condition (over and above your good behaviour) I make is, that you decide now, at once, whether to accompany me or remain here. Also, that if you accompany me now, it is understood that you communicate no more with any of your friends who are here present. These observations comprise the whole... | Hard Times |
"When father comes back," | Cecilia Jupe | you know your own mind!"<|quote|>"When father comes back,"</|quote|>cried the girl, bursting into | say no more. Be sure you know your own mind!"<|quote|>"When father comes back,"</|quote|>cried the girl, bursting into tears again after a minute's | her face full upon her patron. The whole company perceived the force of the change, and drew a long breath together, that plainly said, "she will go!" "Be sure you know your own mind, Jupe," Mr. Gradgrind cautioned her; "I say no more. Be sure you know your own mind!"<|quote|>"When father comes back,"</|quote|>cried th... | have a sound practical education, and that even your father himself (from what I understand) appears, on your behalf, to have known and felt that much." The last words had a visible effect upon her. She stopped in her wild crying, a little detached herself from Emma Gordon, and turned her face full upon her patron. The... | ith, that good tempered or bad tempered, I never did a horthe a injury yet, no more than thwearing at him went, and that I don't expect I thall begin otherwithe at my time of life, with a rider. I never wath much of a Cackler, Thquire, and I have thed my thay." The latter part of this speech was addressed to Mr. Gradgr... | reception there of the children of persons so employed, am prepared in these altered circumstances to make a proposal. I am willing to take charge of you, Jupe, and to educate you, and provide for you. The only condition (over and above your good behaviour) I make is, that you decide now, at once, whether to accompany ... | an internal thame, upon my thoul it ith," said Sleary. "O my dear father, my good kind father, where are you gone? You are gone to try to do me some good, I know! You are gone away for my sake, I am sure! And how miserable and helpless you will be without me, poor, poor father, until you come back!" It was so pathetic ... | a thithter to you. I don't pretend to be of the angel breed myself, and I don't thay but what, when you mith'd your tip, you'd find me cut up rough, and thwear an oath or two at you. But what I thay, Thquire, ith, that good tempered or bad tempered, I never did a horthe a injury yet, no more than thwearing at him went,... | Hard Times |
cried the girl, bursting into tears again after a minute's silence, | No speaker | mind!" "When father comes back,"<|quote|>cried the girl, bursting into tears again after a minute's silence,</|quote|>"how will he ever find | sure you know your own mind!" "When father comes back,"<|quote|>cried the girl, bursting into tears again after a minute's silence,</|quote|>"how will he ever find me if I go away!" | her patron. The whole company perceived the force of the change, and drew a long breath together, that plainly said, "she will go!" "Be sure you know your own mind, Jupe," Mr. Gradgrind cautioned her; "I say no more. Be sure you know your own mind!" "When father comes back,"<|quote|>cried the girl, bursting into tears ... | education, and that even your father himself (from what I understand) appears, on your behalf, to have known and felt that much." The last words had a visible effect upon her. She stopped in her wild crying, a little detached herself from Emma Gordon, and turned her face full upon her patron. The whole company perceive... | or bad tempered, I never did a horthe a injury yet, no more than thwearing at him went, and that I don't expect I thall begin otherwithe at my time of life, with a rider. I never wath much of a Cackler, Thquire, and I have thed my thay." The latter part of this speech was addressed to Mr. Gradgrind, who received it wit... | children of persons so employed, am prepared in these altered circumstances to make a proposal. I am willing to take charge of you, Jupe, and to educate you, and provide for you. The only condition (over and above your good behaviour) I make is, that you decide now, at once, whether to accompany me or remain here. Also... | my thoul it ith," said Sleary. "O my dear father, my good kind father, where are you gone? You are gone to try to do me some good, I know! You are gone away for my sake, I am sure! And how miserable and helpless you will be without me, poor, poor father, until you come back!" It was so pathetic to hear her saying many ... | movementh; and if you don't act upon my advithe, I'm damned if I don't believe they'll pith you out o' winder." Mr. Bounderby being restrained by this mild suggestion, Mr. Gradgrind found an opening for his eminently practical exposition of the subject. "It is of no moment," said he, "whether this person is to be expec... | Hard Times |
"how will he ever find me if I go away!" | Cecilia Jupe | again after a minute's silence,<|quote|>"how will he ever find me if I go away!"</|quote|>"You may be quite at | the girl, bursting into tears again after a minute's silence,<|quote|>"how will he ever find me if I go away!"</|quote|>"You may be quite at ease," said Mr. Gradgrind, calmly; | and drew a long breath together, that plainly said, "she will go!" "Be sure you know your own mind, Jupe," Mr. Gradgrind cautioned her; "I say no more. Be sure you know your own mind!" "When father comes back," cried the girl, bursting into tears again after a minute's silence,<|quote|>"how will he ever find me if I go... | appears, on your behalf, to have known and felt that much." The last words had a visible effect upon her. She stopped in her wild crying, a little detached herself from Emma Gordon, and turned her face full upon her patron. The whole company perceived the force of the change, and drew a long breath together, that plain... | no more than thwearing at him went, and that I don't expect I thall begin otherwithe at my time of life, with a rider. I never wath much of a Cackler, Thquire, and I have thed my thay." The latter part of this speech was addressed to Mr. Gradgrind, who received it with a grave inclination of his head, and then remarked... | to make a proposal. I am willing to take charge of you, Jupe, and to educate you, and provide for you. The only condition (over and above your good behaviour) I make is, that you decide now, at once, whether to accompany me or remain here. Also, that if you accompany me now, it is understood that you communicate no mor... | good kind father, where are you gone? You are gone to try to do me some good, I know! You are gone away for my sake, I am sure! And how miserable and helpless you will be without me, poor, poor father, until you come back!" It was so pathetic to hear her saying many things of this kind, with her face turned upward, and... | be received at the school any more, in consequence of there being practical objections, into which I need not enter, to the reception there of the children of persons so employed, am prepared in these altered circumstances to make a proposal. I am willing to take charge of you, Jupe, and to educate you, and provide for... | Hard Times |
"You may be quite at ease," | Thomas Gradgrind | me if I go away!"<|quote|>"You may be quite at ease,"</|quote|>said Mr. Gradgrind, calmly; he | "how will he ever find me if I go away!"<|quote|>"You may be quite at ease,"</|quote|>said Mr. Gradgrind, calmly; he worked out the whole matter | will go!" "Be sure you know your own mind, Jupe," Mr. Gradgrind cautioned her; "I say no more. Be sure you know your own mind!" "When father comes back," cried the girl, bursting into tears again after a minute's silence, "how will he ever find me if I go away!"<|quote|>"You may be quite at ease,"</|quote|>said Mr. Gra... | much." The last words had a visible effect upon her. She stopped in her wild crying, a little detached herself from Emma Gordon, and turned her face full upon her patron. The whole company perceived the force of the change, and drew a long breath together, that plainly said, "she will go!" "Be sure you know your own mi... | don't expect I thall begin otherwithe at my time of life, with a rider. I never wath much of a Cackler, Thquire, and I have thed my thay." The latter part of this speech was addressed to Mr. Gradgrind, who received it with a grave inclination of his head, and then remarked: "The only observation I will make to you, Jup... | of you, Jupe, and to educate you, and provide for you. The only condition (over and above your good behaviour) I make is, that you decide now, at once, whether to accompany me or remain here. Also, that if you accompany me now, it is understood that you communicate no more with any of your friends who are here present.... | to try to do me some good, I know! You are gone away for my sake, I am sure! And how miserable and helpless you will be without me, poor, poor father, until you come back!" It was so pathetic to hear her saying many things of this kind, with her face turned upward, and her arms stretched out as if she were trying to st... | the banner may be equally theen. If you like, Thethilia, to be prentitht, you know the natur of the work and you know your companionth. Emma Gordon, in whothe lap you're a lying at prethent, would be a mother to you, and Joth'phine would be a thithter to you. I don't pretend to be of the angel breed myself, and I don't... | Hard Times |
said Mr. Gradgrind, calmly; he worked out the whole matter like a sum: | No speaker | may be quite at ease,"<|quote|>said Mr. Gradgrind, calmly; he worked out the whole matter like a sum:</|quote|>"you may be quite at | if I go away!" "You may be quite at ease,"<|quote|>said Mr. Gradgrind, calmly; he worked out the whole matter like a sum:</|quote|>"you may be quite at ease, Jupe, on that score. | your own mind, Jupe," Mr. Gradgrind cautioned her; "I say no more. Be sure you know your own mind!" "When father comes back," cried the girl, bursting into tears again after a minute's silence, "how will he ever find me if I go away!" "You may be quite at ease,"<|quote|>said Mr. Gradgrind, calmly; he worked out the who... | visible effect upon her. She stopped in her wild crying, a little detached herself from Emma Gordon, and turned her face full upon her patron. The whole company perceived the force of the change, and drew a long breath together, that plainly said, "she will go!" "Be sure you know your own mind, Jupe," Mr. Gradgrind cau... | at my time of life, with a rider. I never wath much of a Cackler, Thquire, and I have thed my thay." The latter part of this speech was addressed to Mr. Gradgrind, who received it with a grave inclination of his head, and then remarked: "The only observation I will make to you, Jupe, in the way of influencing your deci... | you, and provide for you. The only condition (over and above your good behaviour) I make is, that you decide now, at once, whether to accompany me or remain here. Also, that if you accompany me now, it is understood that you communicate no more with any of your friends who are here present. These observations comprise ... | good, I know! You are gone away for my sake, I am sure! And how miserable and helpless you will be without me, poor, poor father, until you come back!" It was so pathetic to hear her saying many things of this kind, with her face turned upward, and her arms stretched out as if she were trying to stop his departing shad... | Jupe, that she could not be received at the school any more, in consequence of there being practical objections, into which I need not enter, to the reception there of the children of persons so employed, am prepared in these altered circumstances to make a proposal. I am willing to take charge of you, Jupe, and to edu... | Hard Times |
"you may be quite at ease, Jupe, on that score. In such a case, your father, I apprehend, must find out Mr." | Thomas Gradgrind | whole matter like a sum:<|quote|>"you may be quite at ease, Jupe, on that score. In such a case, your father, I apprehend, must find out Mr."</|quote|>"Thleary. Thath my name, Thquire. | calmly; he worked out the whole matter like a sum:<|quote|>"you may be quite at ease, Jupe, on that score. In such a case, your father, I apprehend, must find out Mr."</|quote|>"Thleary. Thath my name, Thquire. Not athamed of it. Known | sure you know your own mind!" "When father comes back," cried the girl, bursting into tears again after a minute's silence, "how will he ever find me if I go away!" "You may be quite at ease," said Mr. Gradgrind, calmly; he worked out the whole matter like a sum:<|quote|>"you may be quite at ease, Jupe, on that score. ... | herself from Emma Gordon, and turned her face full upon her patron. The whole company perceived the force of the change, and drew a long breath together, that plainly said, "she will go!" "Be sure you know your own mind, Jupe," Mr. Gradgrind cautioned her; "I say no more. Be sure you know your own mind!" "When father c... | a Cackler, Thquire, and I have thed my thay." The latter part of this speech was addressed to Mr. Gradgrind, who received it with a grave inclination of his head, and then remarked: "The only observation I will make to you, Jupe, in the way of influencing your decision, is, that it is highly desirable to have a sound p... | behaviour) I make is, that you decide now, at once, whether to accompany me or remain here. Also, that if you accompany me now, it is understood that you communicate no more with any of your friends who are here present. These observations comprise the whole of the case." "At the thame time," said Sleary, "I mutht put ... | And how miserable and helpless you will be without me, poor, poor father, until you come back!" It was so pathetic to hear her saying many things of this kind, with her face turned upward, and her arms stretched out as if she were trying to stop his departing shadow and embrace it, that no one spoke a word until Mr. Bo... | your tip, you'd find me cut up rough, and thwear an oath or two at you. But what I thay, Thquire, ith, that good tempered or bad tempered, I never did a horthe a injury yet, no more than thwearing at him went, and that I don't expect I thall begin otherwithe at my time of life, with a rider. I never wath much of a Cack... | Hard Times |
"Thleary. Thath my name, Thquire. Not athamed of it. Known all over England, and alwayth paythe ith way." | Mr. Sleary | apprehend, must find out Mr."<|quote|>"Thleary. Thath my name, Thquire. Not athamed of it. Known all over England, and alwayth paythe ith way."</|quote|>"Must find out Mr. Sleary, | a case, your father, I apprehend, must find out Mr."<|quote|>"Thleary. Thath my name, Thquire. Not athamed of it. Known all over England, and alwayth paythe ith way."</|quote|>"Must find out Mr. Sleary, who would then let him | will he ever find me if I go away!" "You may be quite at ease," said Mr. Gradgrind, calmly; he worked out the whole matter like a sum: "you may be quite at ease, Jupe, on that score. In such a case, your father, I apprehend, must find out Mr."<|quote|>"Thleary. Thath my name, Thquire. Not athamed of it. Known all over ... | drew a long breath together, that plainly said, "she will go!" "Be sure you know your own mind, Jupe," Mr. Gradgrind cautioned her; "I say no more. Be sure you know your own mind!" "When father comes back," cried the girl, bursting into tears again after a minute's silence, "how will he ever find me if I go away!" "You... | it with a grave inclination of his head, and then remarked: "The only observation I will make to you, Jupe, in the way of influencing your decision, is, that it is highly desirable to have a sound practical education, and that even your father himself (from what I understand) appears, on your behalf, to have known and ... | me now, it is understood that you communicate no more with any of your friends who are here present. These observations comprise the whole of the case." "At the thame time," said Sleary, "I mutht put in my word, Thquire, tho that both thides of the banner may be equally theen. If you like, Thethilia, to be prentitht, y... | hear her saying many things of this kind, with her face turned upward, and her arms stretched out as if she were trying to stop his departing shadow and embrace it, that no one spoke a word until Mr. Bounderby (growing impatient) took the case in hand. "Now, good people all," said he, "this is wanton waste of time. Let... | away, and there is no present expectation of his return. That, I believe, is agreed on all hands." "Thath agreed, Thquire. Thick to that!" From Sleary. "Well then. I, who came here to inform the father of the poor girl, Jupe, that she could not be received at the school any more, in consequence of there being practical... | Hard Times |
"Must find out Mr. Sleary, who would then let him know where you went. I should have no power of keeping you against his wish, and he would have no difficulty, at any time, in finding Mr. Thomas Gradgrind of Coketown. I am well known." | Thomas Gradgrind | and alwayth paythe ith way."<|quote|>"Must find out Mr. Sleary, who would then let him know where you went. I should have no power of keeping you against his wish, and he would have no difficulty, at any time, in finding Mr. Thomas Gradgrind of Coketown. I am well known."</|quote|>"Well known," assented Mr. Sleary, | it. Known all over England, and alwayth paythe ith way."<|quote|>"Must find out Mr. Sleary, who would then let him know where you went. I should have no power of keeping you against his wish, and he would have no difficulty, at any time, in finding Mr. Thomas Gradgrind of Coketown. I am well known."</|quote|>"Well know... | calmly; he worked out the whole matter like a sum: "you may be quite at ease, Jupe, on that score. In such a case, your father, I apprehend, must find out Mr." "Thleary. Thath my name, Thquire. Not athamed of it. Known all over England, and alwayth paythe ith way."<|quote|>"Must find out Mr. Sleary, who would then let ... | Jupe," Mr. Gradgrind cautioned her; "I say no more. Be sure you know your own mind!" "When father comes back," cried the girl, bursting into tears again after a minute's silence, "how will he ever find me if I go away!" "You may be quite at ease," said Mr. Gradgrind, calmly; he worked out the whole matter like a sum: "... | you, Jupe, in the way of influencing your decision, is, that it is highly desirable to have a sound practical education, and that even your father himself (from what I understand) appears, on your behalf, to have known and felt that much." The last words had a visible effect upon her. She stopped in her wild crying, a ... | present. These observations comprise the whole of the case." "At the thame time," said Sleary, "I mutht put in my word, Thquire, tho that both thides of the banner may be equally theen. If you like, Thethilia, to be prentitht, you know the natur of the work and you know your companionth. Emma Gordon, in whothe lap you'... | as if she were trying to stop his departing shadow and embrace it, that no one spoke a word until Mr. Bounderby (growing impatient) took the case in hand. "Now, good people all," said he, "this is wanton waste of time. Let the girl understand the fact. Let her take it from me, if you like, who have been run away from, ... | you. I don't pretend to be of the angel breed myself, and I don't thay but what, when you mith'd your tip, you'd find me cut up rough, and thwear an oath or two at you. But what I thay, Thquire, ith, that good tempered or bad tempered, I never did a horthe a injury yet, no more than thwearing at him went, and that I do... | Hard Times |
"Well known," | Mr. Sleary | Coketown. I am well known."<|quote|>"Well known,"</|quote|>assented Mr. Sleary, rolling his | finding Mr. Thomas Gradgrind of Coketown. I am well known."<|quote|>"Well known,"</|quote|>assented Mr. Sleary, rolling his loose eye. "You're one of | and alwayth paythe ith way." "Must find out Mr. Sleary, who would then let him know where you went. I should have no power of keeping you against his wish, and he would have no difficulty, at any time, in finding Mr. Thomas Gradgrind of Coketown. I am well known."<|quote|>"Well known,"</|quote|>assented Mr. Sleary, rol... | at ease," said Mr. Gradgrind, calmly; he worked out the whole matter like a sum: "you may be quite at ease, Jupe, on that score. In such a case, your father, I apprehend, must find out Mr." "Thleary. Thath my name, Thquire. Not athamed of it. Known all over England, and alwayth paythe ith way." "Must find out Mr. Slear... | had a visible effect upon her. She stopped in her wild crying, a little detached herself from Emma Gordon, and turned her face full upon her patron. The whole company perceived the force of the change, and drew a long breath together, that plainly said, "she will go!" "Be sure you know your own mind, Jupe," Mr. Gradgri... | the work and you know your companionth. Emma Gordon, in whothe lap you're a lying at prethent, would be a mother to you, and Joth'phine would be a thithter to you. I don't pretend to be of the angel breed myself, and I don't thay but what, when you mith'd your tip, you'd find me cut up rough, and thwear an oath or two ... | the fact. Let her take it from me, if you like, who have been run away from, myself. Here, what's your name! Your father has absconded deserted you and you mustn't expect to see him again as long as you live." They cared so little for plain Fact, these people, and were in that advanced state of degeneracy on the subjec... | a lying at prethent, would be a mother to you, and Joth'phine would be a thithter to you. I don't pretend to be of the angel breed myself, and I don't thay but what, when you mith'd your tip, you'd find me cut up rough, and thwear an oath or two at you. But what I thay, Thquire, ith, that good tempered or bad tempered,... | Hard Times |
assented Mr. Sleary, rolling his loose eye. | No speaker | am well known." "Well known,"<|quote|>assented Mr. Sleary, rolling his loose eye.</|quote|>"You're one of the thort, | Thomas Gradgrind of Coketown. I am well known." "Well known,"<|quote|>assented Mr. Sleary, rolling his loose eye.</|quote|>"You're one of the thort, Thquire, that keepth a prethiouth | paythe ith way." "Must find out Mr. Sleary, who would then let him know where you went. I should have no power of keeping you against his wish, and he would have no difficulty, at any time, in finding Mr. Thomas Gradgrind of Coketown. I am well known." "Well known,"<|quote|>assented Mr. Sleary, rolling his loose eye.</... | said Mr. Gradgrind, calmly; he worked out the whole matter like a sum: "you may be quite at ease, Jupe, on that score. In such a case, your father, I apprehend, must find out Mr." "Thleary. Thath my name, Thquire. Not athamed of it. Known all over England, and alwayth paythe ith way." "Must find out Mr. Sleary, who wou... | visible effect upon her. She stopped in her wild crying, a little detached herself from Emma Gordon, and turned her face full upon her patron. The whole company perceived the force of the change, and drew a long breath together, that plainly said, "she will go!" "Be sure you know your own mind, Jupe," Mr. Gradgrind cau... | and you know your companionth. Emma Gordon, in whothe lap you're a lying at prethent, would be a mother to you, and Joth'phine would be a thithter to you. I don't pretend to be of the angel breed myself, and I don't thay but what, when you mith'd your tip, you'd find me cut up rough, and thwear an oath or two at you. B... | Let her take it from me, if you like, who have been run away from, myself. Here, what's your name! Your father has absconded deserted you and you mustn't expect to see him again as long as you live." They cared so little for plain Fact, these people, and were in that advanced state of degeneracy on the subject, that in... | If you like, Thethilia, to be prentitht, you know the natur of the work and you know your companionth. Emma Gordon, in whothe lap you're a lying at prethent, would be a mother to you, and Joth'phine would be a thithter to you. I don't pretend to be of the angel breed myself, and I don't thay but what, when you mith'd y... | Hard Times |
"You're one of the thort, Thquire, that keepth a prethiouth thight of money out of the houthe. But never mind that at prethent." | Mr. Sleary | Sleary, rolling his loose eye.<|quote|>"You're one of the thort, Thquire, that keepth a prethiouth thight of money out of the houthe. But never mind that at prethent."</|quote|>There was another silence; and | known." "Well known," assented Mr. Sleary, rolling his loose eye.<|quote|>"You're one of the thort, Thquire, that keepth a prethiouth thight of money out of the houthe. But never mind that at prethent."</|quote|>There was another silence; and then she exclaimed, sobbing with | Sleary, who would then let him know where you went. I should have no power of keeping you against his wish, and he would have no difficulty, at any time, in finding Mr. Thomas Gradgrind of Coketown. I am well known." "Well known," assented Mr. Sleary, rolling his loose eye.<|quote|>"You're one of the thort, Thquire, th... | the whole matter like a sum: "you may be quite at ease, Jupe, on that score. In such a case, your father, I apprehend, must find out Mr." "Thleary. Thath my name, Thquire. Not athamed of it. Known all over England, and alwayth paythe ith way." "Must find out Mr. Sleary, who would then let him know where you went. I sho... | her wild crying, a little detached herself from Emma Gordon, and turned her face full upon her patron. The whole company perceived the force of the change, and drew a long breath together, that plainly said, "she will go!" "Be sure you know your own mind, Jupe," Mr. Gradgrind cautioned her; "I say no more. Be sure you ... | in whothe lap you're a lying at prethent, would be a mother to you, and Joth'phine would be a thithter to you. I don't pretend to be of the angel breed myself, and I don't thay but what, when you mith'd your tip, you'd find me cut up rough, and thwear an oath or two at you. But what I thay, Thquire, ith, that good temp... | you like, who have been run away from, myself. Here, what's your name! Your father has absconded deserted you and you mustn't expect to see him again as long as you live." They cared so little for plain Fact, these people, and were in that advanced state of degeneracy on the subject, that instead of being impressed by ... | I make is, that you decide now, at once, whether to accompany me or remain here. Also, that if you accompany me now, it is understood that you communicate no more with any of your friends who are here present. These observations comprise the whole of the case." "At the thame time," said Sleary, "I mutht put in my word,... | Hard Times |
There was another silence; and then she exclaimed, sobbing with her hands before her face, | No speaker | never mind that at prethent."<|quote|>There was another silence; and then she exclaimed, sobbing with her hands before her face,</|quote|>"Oh, give me my clothes, | out of the houthe. But never mind that at prethent."<|quote|>There was another silence; and then she exclaimed, sobbing with her hands before her face,</|quote|>"Oh, give me my clothes, give me my clothes, and | would have no difficulty, at any time, in finding Mr. Thomas Gradgrind of Coketown. I am well known." "Well known," assented Mr. Sleary, rolling his loose eye. "You're one of the thort, Thquire, that keepth a prethiouth thight of money out of the houthe. But never mind that at prethent."<|quote|>There was another silen... | apprehend, must find out Mr." "Thleary. Thath my name, Thquire. Not athamed of it. Known all over England, and alwayth paythe ith way." "Must find out Mr. Sleary, who would then let him know where you went. I should have no power of keeping you against his wish, and he would have no difficulty, at any time, in finding ... | force of the change, and drew a long breath together, that plainly said, "she will go!" "Be sure you know your own mind, Jupe," Mr. Gradgrind cautioned her; "I say no more. Be sure you know your own mind!" "When father comes back," cried the girl, bursting into tears again after a minute's silence, "how will he ever fi... | don't pretend to be of the angel breed myself, and I don't thay but what, when you mith'd your tip, you'd find me cut up rough, and thwear an oath or two at you. But what I thay, Thquire, ith, that good tempered or bad tempered, I never did a horthe a injury yet, no more than thwearing at him went, and that I don't exp... | to see him again as long as you live." They cared so little for plain Fact, these people, and were in that advanced state of degeneracy on the subject, that instead of being impressed by the speaker's strong common sense, they took it in extraordinary dudgeon. The men muttered "Shame!" and the women "Brute!" and Sleary... | Jupe, that she could not be received at the school any more, in consequence of there being practical objections, into which I need not enter, to the reception there of the children of persons so employed, am prepared in these altered circumstances to make a proposal. I am willing to take charge of you, Jupe, and to edu... | Hard Times |
"Oh, give me my clothes, give me my clothes, and let me go away before I break my heart!" | Cecilia Jupe | her hands before her face,<|quote|>"Oh, give me my clothes, give me my clothes, and let me go away before I break my heart!"</|quote|>The women sadly bestirred themselves | then she exclaimed, sobbing with her hands before her face,<|quote|>"Oh, give me my clothes, give me my clothes, and let me go away before I break my heart!"</|quote|>The women sadly bestirred themselves to get the clothes together | am well known." "Well known," assented Mr. Sleary, rolling his loose eye. "You're one of the thort, Thquire, that keepth a prethiouth thight of money out of the houthe. But never mind that at prethent." There was another silence; and then she exclaimed, sobbing with her hands before her face,<|quote|>"Oh, give me my cl... | all over England, and alwayth paythe ith way." "Must find out Mr. Sleary, who would then let him know where you went. I should have no power of keeping you against his wish, and he would have no difficulty, at any time, in finding Mr. Thomas Gradgrind of Coketown. I am well known." "Well known," assented Mr. Sleary, ro... | go!" "Be sure you know your own mind, Jupe," Mr. Gradgrind cautioned her; "I say no more. Be sure you know your own mind!" "When father comes back," cried the girl, bursting into tears again after a minute's silence, "how will he ever find me if I go away!" "You may be quite at ease," said Mr. Gradgrind, calmly; he wor... | when you mith'd your tip, you'd find me cut up rough, and thwear an oath or two at you. But what I thay, Thquire, ith, that good tempered or bad tempered, I never did a horthe a injury yet, no more than thwearing at him went, and that I don't expect I thall begin otherwithe at my time of life, with a rider. I never wat... | Fact, these people, and were in that advanced state of degeneracy on the subject, that instead of being impressed by the speaker's strong common sense, they took it in extraordinary dudgeon. The men muttered "Shame!" and the women "Brute!" and Sleary, in some haste, communicated the following hint, apart to Mr. Bounder... | the angel breed myself, and I don't thay but what, when you mith'd your tip, you'd find me cut up rough, and thwear an oath or two at you. But what I thay, Thquire, ith, that good tempered or bad tempered, I never did a horthe a injury yet, no more than thwearing at him went, and that I don't expect I thall begin other... | Hard Times |
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