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Updated: May 21, 2025
Rudolph, for the sake of appearances, furnished himself with a large roll of papers, which he carried into Miss Dimpleton's room. Miss Dimpleton was nearly of the same age as Goualeuse, her former prison-friend.
Miss Dimpleton's deep faith in her health and her eighteen years, her only treasures, appeared to Rudolph something akin to holiness; for, on the young girl's part, it was neither carelessness nor improvidence, but an instinctive reliance on the commiseration of Divine justice, which could not abandon an industrious and virtuous creature, whose only error was a too confident dependence on the youth and health she enjoyed.
Still, for all that, Miss Dimpleton's frankness and originality disposed him to think favorably of her. "You delight me, neighbor, by your manner of disposing of my Sundays," said Rudolph, gayly; "we will have some famous treats." "Stop a moment, Mr. Spendthrift. I warn you that I shall keep house.
Rudolph smiled, as he foresaw some new trick on the part of Miss Dimpleton's former neighbor. "Alfred, answer me; do not remain dumb you alarm me," said Mrs. Pipelet; "let us get you up. Why will you think on that beggarly fellow? You know that, when you think of him, it has the same effect on you as when you eat cabbage it fills up your gizzard, and stifles you!"
Rudolph took advantage of his being unperceived, to throw a curious look around this room, which he found deserved more praise than Mrs. Pipelet had given to the extreme neatness of Miss Dimpleton's humble home. Nothing could be gayer or better arranged than this little room.
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