Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1852-05-13
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BLEAK Gus e.
BY CHARLES DICKENS,
PART TWO.
CHI PTER vi.
PART TWO.
QUITE AT HOME.

QUITE AT HOME.
continual
Oh, dear me, what's this, what's this = he said
rubbing his head and walking about with his good
humored vexation. Whats this they tell me
Rick, my boy Esther my DEAR what have you
been doing Why did you dot? How could you
do it How much apiece was it The winds
round again. | feel it all over me-
We neither of us quite knew what to answer.
Come, Rick, come. | must settle this before
sleep. How much are you out of pocket You
two made the money up, you know. Why did
you? How did you? How could YOU o Lord.
yes, it's due east-must be-
Really, sir, said Richard, 4 don't think it
would be honorable in me to tell you. Mr.. Skim
pole relied upon us tH
Lord bless you, my dear boy, he relies upon
everybody said Mr. Jarndyce, giving his head a
great rub, and stopping short.
Indeed, sir ?
Everybody and he'll be in the same scrape
again next week. said Mr. Jarndyce, walking
again at great pace, with a candle in his hand
that had gone out. He's always in the same
scrape I verify believe that the announcement
in the newspapers when his mother was confined
was 'On Tuesday last at her residence in Both
Grafton Buildings, Mrs Skimpole of a son in diff
fculties
Richard laughed loudly, but added still sir.
don't want to lose his confidence, or to break it,
andif submit to your better knowledge again,
that ought to keep his secret, | hope YOU will
consider before you press meany more. Ofcourse,
if you do press me, sir shall know am wrong,
and will tell you
Well cried Mr.. Jarndyce, stopping again and
making several absent endeavors to put his can
dlestick in his pocket There TAX it away,
my dear. don't know what l am about with it
it's all the understandable has that effect
won't press you, Rick; you may be right. But
really, to get hold of you and Esther, and to
squeeze you like couple of tender young Saint
Michael's oranges It'll blow gale in the course
of the night =
H. IA -.
his pockets, as if he were going to keep them
there long time; and taking them out again,
and vehemently rubbing them all over his head
ventured to take this opportunity of limiting
that Mr.. Skmpole, being in all such matters,
quite child
'Eh, my dear !? said Mr.. Jarndyce, catching at
the word
Being quite a child, sir, said 1, sand SO differ
ent from other people
you are right! said Mr.. Jarndyce frightening
Your woman's wit hits the mark. He is a child
an absolute child. l told you he was child,
you know, when first mentioned him.
Certainly certainly 7 we said
And he is child. Now isn't he :, asked Mr.
! arndyce, frightening more and more.
You can't make him responsible. The idea OF
Harold Skimpoe with designs or plans, or knowl-
edge of consequences! Ha, ha, ha 7
1t was so delicious to see the clouds about his
bright face clearing, and to see him so heartily
pleased, and to know, as it impossible not to
know, that the ofhis pleasure was the good
ness which was tortured by condemning or mis-
trusting, or secretly accusing any one, that saw
the tears in Ada's eyes while she echoed his laugh
and felt them in my own.
sWhv, what Gods head and shoulders | am,
said Mr. Jarndyce, 'to require Winding OF 1t -
The whole business shows the child from begin
ming to end. Nobody but a child would have thot
of singing you two out for parties in the case.
Nobody but a child would have thought of your
having the money If it had been thousand
it would have been just the same said
Mr. Jarndyce, with his whole face in glow.
We all confirmed it from our nights experience.
ITO be sure to be sure z said Mr.. Jarndyce.-
However, Rick, Esther, and you, too, Ada, for
don't know that even your little purse is safe from
his inexperience-I must have promise all round,
that nothing of this sort shall ever be done any
more No advances. Not even sixpenceS.
We all promised faithfully; Richard with a
merry glance at me, touching his pocket, as if to
remind me that there was no danger OF our trans
crossing
BILE dolls house, with good board, and few tin
people to get into debt with and borrow money of,
would set the boy up in life. He is in a ehilds
sleep by this time, suppose it's time | should
take my crafter head to my more worldly pillow.
He peeped in again, with smiling face, before
we had lighted our candles, and said: % have
been looking at the weather-cock. find twas a
false alarm about the wind. It's in the South
And went away, singing to himself.
Ada and I agreed, we talked together for
little while up stairs that this caprice about the
wind was fiction; and that he used the pretence
to account for any disappointment he could not
conceal, rather than he would blame the real cause
of it, or disparage or depreciate any one. We
thought this very characteristic of his eccentric
gentleness and of the difference between him
and those petulent people who make the weather
and the winds particularly that unlucky wind
which he had chosen for such different purpose)
the stalking horses of their splenetic and gloomy
humors
Indeed SO much affection for him had been adj
ded in this one evening to my gratitude, thatI
hoped | had already begun to understand him
through that mingled feeling. Any seeming in
censistencies in Mr.. Skimpole, or in Mrs Jellyby,
| could not expect to be able to reconcile, having
so little experience or practical knowledge
Neither did try, for my thoughts We're busy when
| was alone with Ada and Richard, and with the
confidence had seemed to receive concerning
them. My fancy, made little wild by the wind,
perhaps, would not consent to be all unselhsh
either, though would have persuaded it to be
be so if could. wandered back to my god
mothers house, and came along the intervening
track, raising up shadowy speculations which had
/ sometimes trembled there in the dark, to what
knowledge Mr. Jarndyce had of my earliest his
tory--even as to the possibility of his being my
father--though that idle dream was quite gone
now.
1t was all gone now, remembered, getting up
from the fire. 1t was not for me to muse over by
cones but to act with cheerful spirit and CRATE
full heart. Sol said to myself Esther. Esther,
Esther! Duty, my dear and gave my little bas-
ket of housekeeping keys such shake, that they
sounded ike little bells, and rang me hopefully to
bed.
ITO be Contlaued.l
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