. Bleak house . Not much time for it I should say? Besides which. Mercury dont like it. Prefers carriage exercise. To be sure, says Mr. Bucket. That makes a I think of it, says Mr. Bucket, warming his hands, and look-ing pleasantly at the blaze, she went out walking, the very nightof this business. To be sure she did ! I let her into the garden over the way.• And left her there. Certainly you did. I saw-you doing it. I didnt see i/ou, says Mercury. I was rather in a hurry, returns Mr. Bucket, for I was goingto visit a aunt of mine that lives at Chelsea — next door but twoto the
. Bleak house . Not much time for it I should say? Besides which. Mercury dont like it. Prefers carriage exercise. To be sure, says Mr. Bucket. That makes a I think of it, says Mr. Bucket, warming his hands, and look-ing pleasantly at the blaze, she went out walking, the very nightof this business. To be sure she did ! I let her into the garden over the way.• And left her there. Certainly you did. I saw-you doing it. I didnt see i/ou, says Mercury. I was rather in a hurry, returns Mr. Bucket, for I was goingto visit a aunt of mine that lives at Chelsea — next door but twoto the old original Bun House — ninety year old the old lady is, asingle woman, and got a little property. Yes, I chanced to bepassing at the time. Lets see. What time might it be? Itwasnt ten. Half-past nine. Youre right. So it was. And if I dont deceive myself, myLady was muffled in a loose black mantle, with a deep fringe to it ? Of course she was. Of course she was. Mr. Bucket must return to a little work he. SHADOW. BLEAK HOUSE. 671 has to get on with up-stairs; but he must shake hands with Mer-cury in acknowledgment of his agreeable conversation, and willhe — this is all he asks — will he, when he has a leisure half-hour,think of bestowing it on that Royal Academy sculptor, for theadvantage of both parties ? CHAPTER LIV. SPRINGING A MINE. Refreshed by sleep, Mr. Bucket rises betimes in the morning,and prepares for a field-day. Smartened up by the aid of a cleanshirt and a wet hair-brush, with which instrument, on occasions ofceremony, he lubricates such thin locks as remain to him after hislife of severe study, Mr. Bucket lays in a breakfast of two muttonchops as a foundation to work upon, together with tea, eggs, toast,and marmalade, on a corresponding scale. Having much enjoyedthese strengthening matters, and having held subtle conference withhis familiar demon, he confidentially instructs Mercury just tomention quietly to Sir Leicester Dedlock, Baronet, that wheneve
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