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But you surprised and started me from my subject, which was your brother. I have an interest in him. 'Have you an interest in anything, Mr. Harthouse? she asked, half incredulously and half gratefully. 'If you had asked me when I first came here, I should have said no. I must say now even at the hazard of appearing to make a pretence, and of justly awakening your incredulity yes.
'Have you so proved it to be a failing of mine, Tom? said Louisa, showing no other sense of his discontent and ill-nature. 'You know whether the cap fits you, Loo, returned her brother sulkily. 'If it does, you can wear it. 'Tom is misanthropical to-day, as all bored people are now and then, said Mr. Harthouse. 'Don't believe him, Mrs. Bounderby. He knows much better.
'Whose name, Tom, said Mr. Harthouse, putting his hand upon his shoulder and turning him, so that they all three walked towards the house together, 'have you been carving on the trees? 'Whose name? returned Tom. 'Oh! You mean what girl's name? 'You have a suspicious appearance of inscribing some fair creature's on the bark, Tom. 'Not much of that, Mr.
James Harthouse was not sure of her. There were times when he could not read the face he had studied so long; and when this lonely girl was a greater mystery to him, than any woman of the world with a ring of satellites to help her. So the time went on; until it happened that Mr. Bounderby was called away from home by business which required his presence elsewhere, for three or four days.
James Harthouse, who was of good family and appearance, and had tried most things and found them a bore, was sent down to Coketown to study the neighbourhood with a view to entering Parliament. Mr. Bounderby at once pounced upon him, and James Harthouse was introduced to Mrs. Bounderby and her brother.
There was little enough in him to brighten her face, for he was a sullen young fellow, and ungracious in his manner even to her. So much the greater must have been the solitude of her heart, and her need of some one on whom to bestow it. 'So much the more is this whelp the only creature she has ever cared for, thought Mr. James Harthouse, turning it over and over. 'So much the more.
"What a game girl you are, to be such a first-rate sister, too!" She clung to him as she would have clung to some far better nature that day, and was shaken in her composure for the first time. III. Mr. James Harthouse The Gradgrind party wanting assistance in the House of Commons, Mr.
'I think he makes bets. Mr. Harthouse waiting, as if that were not her whole answer, she added, 'I know he does. 'Of course he loses? 'Yes. 'Everybody does lose who bets. May I hint at the probability of your sometimes supplying him with money for these purposes? She sat, looking down; but, at this question, raised her eyes searchingly and a little resentfully.
Bounderby, said Harthouse, perfectly hearing this under- strain as it went on; 'your brother's face is quite familiar to me. Can I have seen him abroad? Or at some public school, perhaps? 'No, she resumed, quite interested, 'he has never been abroad yet, and was educated here, at home. Tom, love, I am telling Mr. Harthouse that he never saw you abroad. 'No such luck, sir, said Tom.
'I'm as sooary as yo, sir, when the people's leaders is bad, said Stephen, shaking his head. 'They taks such as offers. Haply 'tis na' the sma'est o' their misfortuns when they can get no better. The wind began to get boisterous. 'Now, you'll think this pretty well, Harthouse, said Mr. Bounderby. 'You'll think this tolerably strong.
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