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Jarndyce still insisted that she must called the study. It was not a grim be nor taken by surprise, Growlery, though John Jarndyce pro- not hurried, to re- tested that it had been a quite fero- and that she must have time cious place before Dame Durden became consider before she bound her youth to an occupant of It. He declared that be- his age. So nothing was said to any fore then the wind had been east with one in Bleak House or out, and thlnge Dickens' women are not his surprising constancy. Esther only good even way till4>n® laughed, for she had learned very early went on in their quiet, "strongest" characters. Madeline Bray remembrance tokens of affectionate that whenever John met of news shook and Kate Nickleby In "Nicholas Nickle- Jarndyce some morning a startling piece that It made her feel almost ashamed or trouble that he could by;" Mary Graham In "Martin Chuzzle- disappointment them. have done so little and have won so not hide from everybody he hid himself wlt;" Rose Maylle in “Oliver Twist;'' to The news was that Mr. Tulklnghorn behind the excuse that the wind must Florence Dombey In "Dombey and Son;’’ much. had been found dead In his room, and be east. the Emma Haredale In "Barnaby Rudge;" When these six years had passed, a that he had been shot through She had so much reason to be happy, Little Dorrit in the novel of that name; heart. letter came from the lawyer saying she had such reason to be grateful, even Lizzie Hexam in "Our Mutual Her mother’s dread of the man. the that Mr. Jarndyce was about to receive that If she ever grieved over the sor- and reasons she had for wishing him dead, Friend,” Agnes Wickford in "David rowful that enfolded her his house a ward Hn chancery, and mystery pa- an instant. all remain much In the Into rushed on Esther’s mind in Copperfleld," very rents she put it away from her Instant- that he wished for Miss Summerson's For an instant she felt such a shudder background, fn this, they are trufe to ly and turned to some* work to occupy * to her. as if the dead man had touched her. life in a certain large sense. The good services as companion her mind more sensibly. From the be- Then she was indignantly sur^ of thero women, the women whom men wish to The letter gave her only five days’ ginning she had mado up her mind being no possibility of any .reason for marry, are not adventurers or adven- the five had to ask Mr. Jarndyce nothing, for she notice. When da\s passed, being afraid. turous, they are not eccentric or super- was convinced that if he knew any- she went through the school rooms to Before the shock of the event had normal. do stand he would tell her If he They not, usually, pas- thing, thought to House in seo them for the laBt time; and one girl subsided, there came Bleak sion torn between good and evil, strug- it best. Somehow, this was understood to the dead of night, in wind and sleet and which to choose. The aspect that cried; "Esther, dear, say good-bye between them. Mr. Jarndyce looked at gling storm, inspector Bucket, a famous de- to the world is the where first her with added affection (if that were they present general me here", In my room, you tective, who asked for Miss Summerson and of possible) when she let him know that harmony beauty simplicity. spoke so kindly to me!" "And otherB on a matter of life or death. She area® It is to nfake a man she trusted implicity in him. easy enough good asked her to write something "with and dressed hurriedly. Swiftly, striv- in literature. He have It was not till they had been to- interesting may ing to save every second possible, he Esther’s love;’’ and they all surrounded gether many months that he broke his his little (and big) weaknesses. He. may told her and Mr. Jarndyce that Eady her with presents and clung to silence. Then it was only to tell her even go wrong, and still remain a thor- parting Dedlock had been at the lawyer's of- Even the old that many years ago he had received oughly good male figure. But a woman her. ugly gardener who, fice on tlie night of his mur- a letter from a woman who wrote secretly couldn’t. A woman couldn’t very well she thought, noticed her In der; that when it came to her knowl- hardly,had frankly that she was living under an tramp the roads like Nicholas Nickleby, the that the had discovered all the years, came panting after assumed name. She wrote with stern edge police play with a strolling company, beat this, she had feared that she would b® coach and brought her a bunch of ger- passion about a child for which she schoolmasters and noblemen, and still re- accused of the murder, and that sh® aniums. was caring, and she spoke of it in main in our minds an of ideal had that image such remem- fled very day. down In Viorels as lived in Esther’s She was quite bowed the am her said beauty and charm. She couldn’t very well* brance. She said that if she died the “1 charged by husband,” a like Carton and and succeeded In composing the “to find her. He ha® be drunkard Sydney coach, only child would be left entirely friendless detective, learned her secret the disclos- still remain a noble figure. Agnes couldn’t herself and cooling her eyes with lav- and alone, and asked John Jarndyce if. through over into ures caused by the lawyer’s sudden have pitched head shoulders ender water when the vehicle entered in such ty case, lie would care lor her. on occasion as David death. He charges me to tell her that love every Copper- The met her to The loiter laid the injunction on him London. lawyer's people he her. IJe me to sav® field did ,and still remain an Agnes to never to seek to see the writer, who forgives charges take her before the tremendous Lord her at cost. If I follow her be worshipped. long had been estranged from tiie any alon® who was to see her that he and find her, it might drive her to som® So it happens that almost all Dickens* Chancellor, world, and was determined to remain for she will think that good women stand aloof, like figures of might satisfy himself that she would be so. “1 felt sorry for the little crea- desperate step, In John 1 wnnt her for murder. “No!” said hat Faith, Hope and Charity looking down, a proper companion for the Ward ture, .in her darkened life,” said answering the look in Esther's face. beautiful, but withdrawn, from tali and that this Jarndyce, simply. “I appointed my Chancery. Esther gathered “No! dear! I arrested the real nmr- noble stained glass arches. lawyer to look after her. My dear, I My was a ward In a case, a famous dorer hours But I want not due to great have told all.” ago! you! f That this aloofness was any before you case, a case that had been ask no questions, anA you need tell mti lack of talent for drawing a good wom- Esther kept his hand for a little while so many and had cost But let me come with Chancery years but not a word. nothing. up Lady an and making her A powerful and dom- to in hers, said so much and hade fair to continue Dedlock in your company, and she will inating character, is proved by one great "She repays me 20,000 fold, and 20 cost so much, that the case was entitled me credit for friendly. Don’t in Dickens’ novels. It is the more to that!” said John Jarndyce, give being exception rank the national to among greatest of it. Esther and John Her in the Growlery, as He Called the Study—From the Original wait! Don't waste a moment! She lias navel of "Bleak Htouse." This novel Is for cherily making light Jarndyce, Guardian, Institutions, as something English- eight hours’ start, and every hour 1® even there And oftener still she blesses nor Fred Barnard. one of Dickens’ finest books If was Jarn- Illustration by men to he proud of. The case worth a hundred pound!” were no Esther Summerson In it at all. guardian!" said Esther then. dyce versus Jarndyce. Esther did not need to be urged Sh® it would have been to con- They never made any reference again Indeed, easy The Ward In was waiting Chancery one was ready before he had done talking. struct the substantially as it is, to the old story, to the old pain of frozen. She asked what with vast and fearful phantoms of de- pit and think. Here Esther sat day novfl In the Jail'd Chancellor's room. The him, firmly, The detective, kind and gentle despit® out Esther Summerson entirely. childhood, but turned their backs on when Lady Bedloek came upon her sud- leaving Ward was a young girl with rich gold- he meant to do. He answered, as dry- ! lirlum; but always and again she man- the frantic hast© in which he all the old shadows and put their liand3 to She to speak a few cour- was, help- Though her fate is tangled with the soft blue and such a denly. began en hair and eyes ly as if lie were discussing any dry aged to struggle out of the nightmare all at ed her into a waiting carriage. They fates in she does her- the things that the living day brought teous, formal words; but cried the novel, nothing innocent trusting face 1 bright, tl>at so that he did know. His dreams for intervals and to again ’•aced headlong and furious through th® he a good wom- for them to do. John Jarndyce had legal matter, pot repeat once, wildly: “Oh, my child! My child!” self—nothing except tot Esther’s diffidence (led instantly and storm. to after that Dame to her kissed ^ an. in that—that and many people look said he. was to Sir Leicester Ded- her injunction to little,nurse to let j and drew Esther breast, Yet being nothing kissed each other as by one im- duty, tjie and they fail to do the over at last sank Again again they pulled up — Summerson becomes not Darden could not possibly “I think none come near her, to keep them away her and wept her, and more Esther The Ward's name was Ada Clare lock, and to no one else. that pulse. Heaven with new “1 am sharply for quick conferences with po- the dominant figure of the story, same. She thanked I shall want to hush this said he. from her even if she were dying, to keep to her knees and sobbed: your only and before they had been talking long up,” licemen in From joy each night for the many, many them from her when she wicked and unhappy mother! Oh, try lonely places. thes® but its vital essence, its permeating spirit, found neither of them ever “But I have much to consider. In the away lay dead, they that to for the the detective returned with "Get oa to sor- happinesses that came her, to that not he smitten her to forgive me!” stooping compassionately every had seen John who was Ada's meantime, I must beg you keep your they might by Jarndyce, love that went out to her her lads! Get on!” to the driver and post- shadow in the | smiles and own act as sickness. Esther raised her up, beseeching row in it, entering every cousin. Presently a young man was in- counsel, you always have As from poor as well as rich, and for the to before her In humiliation, boy.” they approached Eondon, th® and standing was and I shall mine. If l de- Sometimes, in these moments of con- not kneel tale, yet shining beyond troduced as Kichard Carstone. He acted, keep became more little deeds that she had been if there was any- conferences frequent and above the sorrow and sin and shadow, privileged cide on dlisclosure, I will warn you.” sciousness. she would hear those whom trying- to tell her that a handsome youth with an Ingenuous the detective’s manner more sure. They life on to do. It was not an look that he she loved at the door: but though they to forgive, it was forgiven long as woman in real takes herself face and a most engaging laugh. lie ordinary thing wound Yet while Bleak House refused so In and around and out among the burdens and still stands above the cousin of John received from the handsome, imperious hogged to be admitted, she shook her ago, and that, always, always, she had turned out to he another labyrinths of and re- to look back on any old. not know' streets, crossing sins and sorrows and shadows of our in cheerfully face as she turned to go. Tn days gone head and said: “So." And they were loved her mother, when she did Jarndyce an.l also a Ward Chancery; crossing the river, stopping now and dark past, a shrewd, cold, implacable1 aware soon that it would kill her if now when she did. world. and like Ada, lie had been invited by by, in castled house, such as this, many they her, etnd then at hunter was busied with her and ligiited police stations, and Utftff- secret, a man with a lesser sercet than that were to disobey. When became more and Jarndyce to make his homo with him. they quiet, on come with it into her rying again. and stern housa was to awfully this withered She became better at last, hut very each other, and Lady Bed- was a dark and still The tremendous Lord Chancellor was possessed by little, lawyer, sat, bolding At at a time even the hunter did not last, when it was neither life, though have seen his warrant for a slowly. As she lay in the blissful peace had told how sho had thought Summerson grew up. pleased to approve Miss Sum- would quick lock her nor 4«v whlcJi Esther graciously dream of her. day night, they reached a dark an® death in some secret chamber under- of convalescence, with her mind merci- dead until' Esther with mer son; and the three soon were on the her child recently, miserable neighborhood. It was so heavy and unchanging The hunter was old Mr. Tulkinghorn, she of a cer- Inspector IT es- ground, if lie bad been looked at with fully clear again, thought asked if her secret was safe: and her road to Bleak House, Mh Jarndyce’s Sir Ded- Bucket seemed to be quite certain that she became a shy lawyer for the great Leicester such But Mr. went tain very often. And when she held now, repressing gloom tate in Hertfordshire, very much occupied eyes. Tulkinghorn thing mother told her that it was being after a conference lock, whose wras as old as the with a colleague wh® her mind of its and whom ancestry to bed, merely thinking, with a certain was able to move about her rooms at the Mr. Tul- little thing, relieving in speculating on what they over her by family lawyer, appeared silently out of a black door- hills and, in his mind, more important. she was able to she sat dry admiration, of her wonderful self last, say quite steadily He thoughts only when stitching might fli*d. Between modest House and kinghorn. way. asked Esther to alight from Bleak mag- control. He was alive when the morn- to her little maid that she missed some- and she Before they reached the place, a mes- They said farewell to each other, know- the and hurried alone in her own tiny room, nificent Chesney Wold with its thou- said carriage, rapidly up a met ing came and unharmed he departed, with thing. “T miss some familiar object,’’ senger from Bleak House them and ing that it must he farewell for life. dark and wretched covered way, at th® confide in her who sat staring sands of acres that had been ruled for Esther Summerson. “Ah! T know what could dolly, delivered a letter to each. Eac h note was his secret. countless noble Deb- Esther watched her mother through tears, end of which a poor light was burning. generations by Careful hunter as he he did not it is! It's the looking gla3e.” at her. like the other. It said: “I look forward, was, wfatched her till, with stately and proud Suddenly he stopped short. In tlie locks; between Esther Summerson witii went into the next snow, she was shy, and she to our without restraint know all. He did not know that Lady Her maid hurriedly She knew that my dear, meeting little footsteps, as ever, Lady Bedloek disap- and wet, under the lamp, lay a woman. lfbr bunch of housekeeping keys room, and Esther heard her sob there. She on either side- I therefore have to Dedlock had learned, only recently, that Esther ran to knew that she was not a bit clever. pro- and Dedlock. the peared In Chesney Wold. She knew with her, put her long, dank Lady reigning beauty there was living a girl whose resem- She was certain now. She thanked God pose that we meet as old friends and a bit- hair aside and looked into her that she could make up for of England, the delight of the fash- of it during her bitter grief through what dark and face. It often wished be a blance to herself was amazing; that she that she had thought take the past for granted. It will ter shadow those feet but was her mother, cold and dead. her godmother ionable intelligence, tlie crown of wrell- convalescence, that she had her- proud went; these defects by loving relief to and to me cer- had made inquiries, cautiously, cleverly; prepared Of the time that you possibly, there wras a vast she did not dream the dreadful road followed, of the Ill- who bred society chasm, and that, she had discovered that this was self for it. and that it was no shock more than she did. Her godmother, tainly, and so my love to you.” ness that came upon her and the great indeed. Yet the hunter—a rusty, spec- matters little, that they were to go on soon. in Ada and her daughter, her child that, deceived by now, "It very Charley,’’ her was very handsome, with The notes revived both That Summerson sorrowing through which site passed, brought up, tacled, dry, withered old hunter—was her stern she had believed dead. she said, taking the maid into her arms. night Esther lay Richard a sister, Esther tried to thought that general impression, gained one awake a sor- afterward remember a. dark, stern beauty. Esther hunting I^ady Dedlock. And day, Mr. did not know, and prob- “I hope T cfci do without my old fare long, long while, heavily from family tradition, that John Jam-1 Tulkinghorn only the goodness and sympathy of all smile she would look when his hunting was done, he told her had he would not well.” rowful that she ever had been born, bur- t£ she would only could so little bear thanks for any ably, known, greatly very who surrounded her. She made dye© j a He told her of a beautiful dened with the that it up her smiled. story. have cared, that was Esther John Jarndyce came rs soon as she thought would have like an range!, but she never kindness he did that he had been known tl'«»daughter mind that she must not darken Bleak young girl who had loved a wild, dis- it. He could only hold her been better and happier for many people “It would to run and avoid for months Summerson. permitted House or cheat it of its One day she said to the child: away people a in the He Dame Durden, sipated man, captain army. Dedlock had managed to see and in his arms and say: "My dear, dear If she had died at birth. But when she after being guilty of some uncommon Lady She even was able to listen with a have been far better, little Esther, had told her of the daughter that had been with the while girl!” She had long known what a deep thought of her guardian and of Ada and speak unsuspecting girl, bright smile and to with generosity. born to He told her how the help advice, never been born!” them. still she thought her secret safe. Now, fountain of affection and generosity his of many others, she knew that this was you It was night' when they reached the when Mr. Jarndyce told her of his plan captain, pressed by scandal and debts, with Mr. Tulkinghorn holding her In his heart was, and she thought: "He has wrong; and before she cried herself to Esther began to cry and said: “Oh, dear house. A great bell rang as the coach to find a placfc for Allan Woodcourt had fled and died. He told how this seen and ke loves me better than he was to he hand, she dared not approach her again, me, sleep she able humbly thankful as medical godmother, tell me, please tell me, did drew up, many dogs harked, there was a officer In Yorkshire. Allan beautiful young girl had kept her se- knew that she never must dare to let did. Tie has seen me, and Is even fond- for the change that Illness had made in gush of light from the opening door, and Woodcourt was the young surgeon. He mamma die on my birthday?” cret and at last; had marriod i|ito one human eyes see them together, lost others er! What have I to mourn for?” her, so that she never could her a handsome robust man had his arms disgrace had returned to England recently, and said she. “Your Esther, of the noblest houses of England. be* struck the resemblance. While she They arranged that she was to go for mother “No,” np)ther, around-Ada and Esther and bore them by henceforth by any trace of like- he and Mr. had been much to- a Mr. a Jarndyce It was only story, told by Tul- was in her suspense, in her agony of a while to a country place owned by ness. is your disgrace and you were hers. The into a ruddy room, all a-glow with a blaz- gether. kington to amuse my lady, told with- shame and fear,* she learned that Esther frlenrl. If was pear an estate known as His lmir was a silvered iron She succeeded before many days In turn- One when his time will come when you will understand ing fire. Dedlock day, appointment wa® out names. My Ldby listened was very ill; that she had found a* poor Chesney Wold. grey, and his age was near sixty, but his ing her old smile and manner to the assured. Allan Woodcourt told her that this better, and feel it, too, as only a with her beautiful, weary, proud face lad suffering on the road, had nursed She did not look into a mirror till she lace was so so full of world, and when she returned to Bleak he loved her; and ho turned lively and quick, and as ever. she away, will! woman ran do. Now. go!” as beautiful, weary proud him and been Infected with his disease, got there. When she did started change and motion, that it took ten years House, w hore all declared they had missed his hands over his eyes, when her When Mr. Tulkinghorn had finished, she the smallpox. back. Her own face was strange to her. She crept up to her room and laid her off every time be spoke or laughed. I her sorely, she was the old Dame Dur- trembling voice answered that the arose, and passed slowly to the door, Bleak House was not bright and happy Tt was changed—very, very much. Rhe her own that was Bleak House was like its master. Never den again. However her secret knowledge filled her with and dolly.’s face against and a but heavily pride graceful self-possessed. now. All its occupants went around with never had thought herself beauty: but was a house so misnamed; though, to lay on her heart, none dreamed that any- joy, that she was not free. tears, and holding that soli- That night, however, when Mr. Tul- distressed faces, and there was nothing she knew' that she had been very differ- wet^with be it bad earned its name burdened her The next, day she told John sure, sndly had retired to his room that she thing except John Jarn- Jarndyc® tary friend against her bosom, she sobbed kinghorn but sorrowful anxiety in every corner, ent from tills. She was glad that once, when a was ruined to wdiom she had told It that she was ready to give Bleak enough Jarndyce was always kept for him in Chesney the to the stables. She knew last what had come to her. She dyce, under House as un- from Growlery at Its herself to sleep, ‘imperfect her the great suit in Jarndyce vs. Jarn- permission from her mother. Even mistress whenever he wished. He by Wold, she came to him. There was a lay 111 through many weeks, nursed by was abVh to look Into the mirror very fyo she knew that she had and let house and estates and land could do nothing to watch and asked: “Next, month?” and she answered: derstanding was, dyce disturbance in her eyes, but In all her little maid, wfco had had the disease Boon, and arrange her hair without tears. except wreck and at last wait. Ho looked concerned "Yes.” A little later he gave her a sealed brought no at any time to anybody's and himself go to things else she was the same as she and was Immune. She through days There was a place in the wood near and alarmed joy fay 'This blew his brains out as a delicate last when ho heard about Mr. envelope, saying: is for next month, and that she was'to no one on earth always had been, beautiful, weary, and rights that were alike to her, filled Chesney Wold where It was peaceful to Tnlkingliorn heart, my dear.” She and compliment to the great court of chan- and said that lie was a dangerous man. opened it, found in what the dolly was to her. it £200. I cery. John Jarndyce, who was Its mas- It was on the evening that Esther gave for When the time set was near This sense of something wrong, ter now, had escaped the court. He was him her confidence *und he lightened her very in- deed, and Dame Durden was all i which she felt that she was to blame, a party to tlie suit, because the law secret as she told him gratefully, hv sn^rr with her simple preparations. Mr. Jarn- though she did not know made her wouldn't let him stay out; but he refused sharing it, that he told her he had some- why,t dycc asked her to run down into York- to read any of the papers that were thing that he wished her to other as answer, and shy and reserved with children, shire with him. “I have been wanting/' ground out by £he ton. be refused to go that he would write It to her rather than well as in the house. said he, “to express to our friend Wood- near the court, he refused to let his law- ask her In speech. court our sense of till she was 14. gratitude for his many So she grew up Then, yers do anything that the law did not Her little nnild Charley brought her his services to us all, and his humanity to one night, when she was reading the compel. He had saved himself from the letter next day. the poor. Jt came into my head that Bible as she did nightly, she blight and despair and ruin that had Before she had read It through her eyes aloud, I might ask him to accept from me some the fallen on Jarndyce after Jarndyce; and he were full of tears. It was so read from St. John how Savior impressive simple and unpretending home for him- had made Bleak House the cosiest and In its love for her, so unselfish In stooped down* writing with His finger cau- self, now that he is to settle in York- brightest of houses, whose master's heart tioning her to know her own heart, that in the dust, when they brought the sin- shire. I have found such a place, and I was not a bit less warm and cheery than she could not read much at a time. But Him. “Ho lifted am not housekeeper enough to be suro kful woman to up Him- the fires that blazed on its hos- she read it three were through times before she that it is all right. So T apply to the \mlf and said unto them, He that, is hearths. laid It down. It asked hef. pitable would she be very best little housekeeper that could an accidental ad- Without sin among you, let him first It came out through the mistress of Bleak House? possibly he got.” Mr. Jarndyce that lie bad vis- bho saw Ills face ami cast a stone at her!’* mission by heard his voice When they entered the garden that sur- ited the vicinity of the school surrepti- and felt the influence of his her simple, true rounded ttye little house, 4he flrst thing Her godmother rose, put hand to to how Esther tiously several times so nature In every line. It addressed her that Dame Durden noticed was that all her head, and cried out in a terrible so alarmed was getting along, lie looked as If their places were reversed, and nil the beds and flowers were laid out exact- Then she fell to the floor. had confessed voice. Fo# when he perceived what he the good deeds had been hers. And he ly like* her own at Bleak House. When more than a week sho lay in bed with that Esther did not dare look at him, for said that she must have ample time to they entered the pretty cottage, with its in- the old, resolute frown that Esther fear he would get up and run away consider, and that. In any event, she pretty rooms, she saw, in the papering Nor did she dare thank him for would ever he his the the colors of the knew so well, carved on her face. Many stantly. hright Dame Durden. of walls, in furni- a his confidence when a maid delivered That he could love her as well when ture, in the arrangement of all the pretty and manv a time, in the day and the found bunch of keys to her and she hor old face was gone, as in her objects, all her own little ideas and metfl- thanked great fairer night, Esther kissed her, her, installed as that she was to be bouse-j days; that his generosity rose above her ods, at which they used to laugh in Bleak prayed for her, asked for her blessing and that while keeper of Bleak House every- inheritance of shame; that he had not House they praised them. and forgiveness, entreated her to give thing was to be In her charge. asked this when she was better looking, “And now. little woman,” said John rooms and cor- “now for the name the least sign that she knew or heard. There were so many hut asked it now—these things only Jarndyce, of this and drawers and house.” Her face remained Immovable. To the ners and cupboards showed her anew his fidelity. To devote *4 closets and what-not in Bleak House, her life to Ills Ho led her to the porch and said: “Can’t and even her frown re- happiness was to thank last, afterward, knowing* that she was And when she said and Esther, him but poorly, proudly and lovingly she you guess?” “No/* niw.c.eJ unsoftened. had to be so method- he to the above not at all clever, knew what her answer should he. pointed place the door. j**ter the funeral, a lawyer arrived ical to make up for it; and' she was Craven there were the words: Still she cried very much, and not “Bl^k that tiny thing only and Informed Esther that the dead wom- so determined every in the fullness of her House.” al- heart. There was in her benefactor’s house should John Jarndyce led Esther to a scat close an wus her aunt, and that? now she that something that she lmd to put nwav for- ways bo at 11 s brightest and best, by. took her Hand and spoke: was quite without ever before she could’ go to John Jain- living relatives; bul, was a little woman from the Have she busy c. “1 been in Allan Wood court's con* said a dye lie, client of his, whom he de- first morning. for a very She went to her ttdence long time, though he wai so kind that she could desk and took out a scribed as ‘‘a humane but the same Everybody was not in mine till few hours ago. I have and hook. In 11 were some withered flowers. time not be anything but bright happy. seen secret. She singular man,” named John Ja?n- had been through your put her Instead of realizing that It was Bleak They given to her by a poor had taken it on to arms around his neck and cried. “Rest dyce, himself puy for connected with young surgeon, whom slip and House and everything her guard- said her her a confidently here,” he, pressing tuition in school where she made her sunny, the ridiculous ian had met many times when It that they visited to his breast. “I am your guardian and might learn to support herself. around her in declar- peopio whom John was people persisted Jarndyce helping. your father, now.” she who made Bleak Esther hud tiho passed at this school six quiet, ing that It was thought, sometimes, that lie He kissed her again, and raised her. House sunny, it was tho beginning of loved her, and that if he had been happy years. It was understood there richer They were alone no longer. Allan Wood- her being called Little Old Woman, and ho would havo told her so. But lie had khat she was to depend, bye and court stood near them. bye, Cobweb, and Mrs. Shipton, Mother Hub- gone away—to India—without her speaking; “Allan,” said John Jarndyce, “take from I4n qualifications to earn her living and Dame Durden, till her own and lhero he had won bard honor In a great mo a willing gift. Take her from me las governess, and slio was permitted to name became quite.last. crisis, and was now returning home again with tHe little home she brings you. My She look t he withered liustruct others as soon as possible. flowers from the deaicst. this is Bleak House. Tills day X I ‘Little old woman, and whither so hook, them Iwith this exception sho was treated ex- pressed to her lips, and then give this house Its little mistress; and* high?' burned them at the candle. before it is the lactly like the rest; and she never saw the They were God, brightest day in All To the cobwebs out of sky.’ ■ sweep ■dust in an Instant. life.” ■11 any face there that it would have my She went downstairs next 1911, J. W. John Jarndyce used to sing. morning (Copyright, by Muller.) keen better had she never been born, and put her arms around John Ho made her call him Guardian, as Jarn- it soon became the dyce's neck and kissed him, and Title of next ^kjeed, practice] Ada and Kfcchard did; and soon he had said Sunday’s article: “Mil* tills was her answer. — 'confide now to her Her Knees and 'I Am Your Wicked and Mother!’”—From the Ulus- ! llavisham Dickens’ all pupils care; I her regular seat by her Guardian's desk \ “Sank to Sobbed, Unhappy Original Most F&ntastlA J.U all his happiness and Bind her room was filled witli such when he retired to ills Urowlory, as he tration by Fred Barnard, One of the Famous Dickens Illustrations. Joy, John Character.”