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But here will challenge some twentieth-century Gradgrind: "This is all very pretty from the point of view of abstract science, but what is the practical value of it? The discovery of the plasmodium and its peculiarities has merely shown us the how and the why of a fact that we had known well and utilized for centuries, namely, that quinine will cure malaria." Just listen to what follows.
Gradgrind, if she said anything on the subject, she would come a little way out of her wrappers, like a feminine dormouse, and say: 'Good gracious bless me, how my poor head is vexed and worried by that girl Jupe's so perseveringly asking, over and over again, about her tiresome letters!
I'm sure you have enough to do if that's what you want. With my head in its present state I couldn't remember the mere names of half the facts you have got to attend to." "That's the reason," pouted Louisa. "Don't tell me that's the reason, because it can be nothing of the sort," said Mrs. Gradgrind. "Go and be something logical directly." Mrs.
What does it matter? Mr. Gradgrind seemed rather at a loss to understand the last four words; replying, 'How, matter? What matter, my dear? 'Mr. Bounderby, she went on in a steady, straight way, without regarding this, 'asks me to marry him. The question I have to ask myself is, shall I marry him? That is so, father, is it not? You have told me so, father. Have you not? 'Certainly, my dear.
Gradgrind never could by any other means have believed in, weighable and measurable fact though it was. And one of his model children had come to this! At first the whelp would not draw any nearer, but persisted in remaining up there by himself.
Mr. Gradgrind observed, shaking his head, that all this was very bad; that it showed the necessity of infinite grinding at the mill of knowledge, and that Jupe must be "kept to it." So Jupe was kept to it, and became low spirited, but no wiser. "It would be a fine thing to be you, Miss Louisa!"
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 speaker, if the gentleman likes it better, said Mr.
A lover can sound the whole gamut of his affection in saying Good-morning. The solemnest engagements ever made have been without the intervention of speech. And you, my Gradgrind friend, you think me sentimental.
They will be different, I will be different yet, with Heaven's help. She gave her hand to Sissy, as if she meant with her help too. 'Your wretched brother, said Mr. Gradgrind. 'Do you think he had planned this robbery, when he went with you to the lodging? 'I fear so, father. I know he had wanted money very much, and had spent a great deal.
The Sleary philosophy was propounded as they went downstairs; and the fixed eye of Philosophy and its rolling eye, too, soon lost the three figures, and the basket in the darkness of the street. To Mr. Bounderby's house the weeping Sissy was conducted, and remained there while Mr. Gradgrind returned to Stone Lodge to mature his plans for the clown's daughter. He soon came back to Mr.
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