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Then you can make a collection of all the ridiculous traits the whims, silly pride, foibles, hopes founded on nothing and dreams touched with moonshine and you make a Micawber. Put in a dash of assurance and a good thimbleful of hypocrisy, and Pecksniff is the product. Leave out the assurance, replacing it with cowardice, and the result is Doctor Chillip or Uriah Heap.
'Which you may swear he did, John interposed. 'You think so? 'I am certain of it. And I have been thinking, John, that if I went down to Mrs What's-her-name's in the City, where I was before, you know Mrs Todgers's to-morrow morning, I might find poor Mercy Pecksniff there, perhaps, and be able to explain to her how I came to have any hand in the business.
While he was speaking, the old man looked at him intently, though with less harshness than was common to him; nor did the mutual embarrassment of Tom and the young lady, to whatever cause he attributed it, seem to escape his observation. 'Pecksniff, he said after a pause, rising and taking him aside towards the window, 'I was much shocked on hearing of my brother's death.
Having wiped the signs of weakness from his eyes, and so given them time to get upstairs, Mr Pecksniff opened the door, and mildly cried in the passage, 'My own darlings, where are you? 'Here, my dear pa! replied the distant voice of Charity. 'Come down into the back parlour, if you please, my love, said Mr Pecksniff, 'and bring your sister with you.
Well! she washed up the breakfast cups, chatting away the whole time, and telling Tom all sorts of anecdotes about the brass-and-copper founder; put everything in its place; made the room as neat as herself; you must not suppose its shape was half as neat as hers though, or anything like it and brushed Tom's old hat round and round and round again, until it was as sleek as Mr Pecksniff.
When I have wound myself up, if I may employ such a term, said Mr Pecksniff with exquisite tenderness, 'and know that I am Going, I feel that in the lesson afforded by the works within me, I am a Benefactor to my Kind! As nothing could be added to this, nothing was said; and Mr Pecksniff, exulting, it may be presumed, in his moral utility, went to sleep again.
The rest of the night wore away in the usual manner. Mr Pecksniff and Old Anthony kept tumbling against each other and waking up much terrified, or crushed their heads in opposite corners of the coach and strangely tattooed the surface of their faces Heaven knows how in their sleep. The coach stopped and went on, and went on and stopped, times out of number.
When he looked up at the stone, they said how graceful! when he peeped into the hole, they said how condescending! when he chatted with the Mayor, they said how easy! when he folded his arms they cried with one accord, how statesman-like! Mr Pecksniff was observed too, closely. When he talked to the Mayor, they said, Oh, really, what a courtly man he was!
'Your suspicion, Mrs Lupin, said Mr Pecksniff gravely, 'is very natural. Touching which remark, let it be written down to their confusion, that the enemies of this worthy man unblushingly maintained that he always said of what was very bad, that it was very natural; and that he unconsciously betrayed his own nature in doing so.
The combined effects of the shaking and this loving remonstrance soon awoke the old man, who gave Mr Pecksniff a chuckling welcome which was attributable in part to his being glad to see that gentleman, and in part to his unfading delight in the recollection of having called him a hypocrite.
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