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But Berry was free to hold what converse she could in that quarter, consistently with the discharge of the multifarious duties at which she toiled incessantly from morning to night; and to Berry Mrs Wickam unburdened her mind. 'What a pretty fellow he is when he's asleep! said Berry, stopping to look at Paul in bed, one night when she took up Mrs Wickam's supper. 'Ah! sighed Mrs Wickam.
But Mrs Wickam, agreeably to the usage of some ladies in her condition, pursued her own branch of the subject, without any compunction. 'Betsey Jane, said Mrs Wickam, 'was as sweet a child as I could wish to see. I couldn't wish to see a sweeter. Everything that a child could have in the way of illnesses, Betsey Jane had come through.
I do not think, I will tell you candidly that Wickam is a person of very cheerful spirit, or what one would call a 'A daughter of Momus, Miss Tox softly suggested. 'Exactly so, said Mrs Chick; 'but she is exceedingly attentive and useful, and not at all presumptuous; indeed I never saw a more biddable woman. I would say that for her, if I was put upon my trial before a Court of Justice.
He's very young, you know, and has his fancies. Mr Dombey turned his head away, and going slowly to the bookcase, and unlocking it, brought back a book to read. 'Anybody else, Louisa? he said, without looking up, and turning over the leaves. 'Wickam, of course. Wickam would be quite sufficient, I should say, returned his sister.
She was out of her own bed at the first sound of his voice; and bending over his pillow immediately, sang him to sleep again. Mrs Wickam shaking her head, and letting fall several tears, pointed out the little group to Berry, and turned her eyes up to the ceiling. 'He's asleep now, my dear, said Mrs Wickam after a pause, 'you'd better go to bed again. Don't you feel cold?
'But you have told me she recovered, observed Harriet mildly; 'so there is the more reason for hope, Mrs Wickam. 'Ah, Miss, hope is an excellent thing for such as has the spirits to bear it! said Mrs Wickam, shaking her head. 'My own spirits is not equal to it, but I don't owe it any grudge. I envys them that is so blest! 'You should try to be more cheerful, remarked Harriet.
Mrs Wickam, as a serious character, expressed her approval with a groan; and having made some cold dabs at the bottom of the bedclothes, as feeling for the patient's feet and expecting to find them stony; went clinking among the medicine bottles on the table, as who should say, 'while we are here, let us repeat the mixture as before.
Mrs Wickam was a meek woman, of a fair complexion, with her eyebrows always elevated, and her head always drooping; who was always ready to pity herself, or to be pitied, or to pity anybody else; and who had a surprising natural gift of viewing all subjects in an utterly forlorn and pitiable light, and bringing dreadful precedents to bear upon them, and deriving the greatest consolation from the exercise of that talent.
Oh yes, Miss, SHE is alive, said Mrs Wickam, laying strong stress on her nominative case. It being clear that somebody was dead, Mrs Pipchin's niece inquired who it was. 'I wouldn't wish to make you uneasy, returned Mrs Wickam, pursuing her supper. Don't ask me. This was the surest way of being asked again.
The cramps was as common to her, said Mrs Wickam, 'as biles is to yourself, Miss Berry. Miss Berry involuntarily wrinkled her nose. 'But Betsey Jane, said Mrs Wickam, lowering her voice, and looking round the room, and towards Paul in bed, 'had been minded, in her cradle, by her departed mother.
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