. Bleak house . as I thought. I did so, as I am sure. Miss Summerson, youll understand me, if you think a changed clothes at the cottage. They changed clothes at the cottage. I could repeat the wordsin my mind, and I knew what they meant of themselves; but Iattached no meaning to them in any other connection. And one returned, said Mr. Bucket, and one went on. Andthe one that went on, only went on a certain way agreed upon todeceive, and then turned across country, and went home. Think amoment! I could repeat this in my mind too, but I had not the least ideawhat it meant. I saw bef
. Bleak house . as I thought. I did so, as I am sure. Miss Summerson, youll understand me, if you think a changed clothes at the cottage. They changed clothes at the cottage. I could repeat the wordsin my mind, and I knew what they meant of themselves; but Iattached no meaning to them in any other connection. And one returned, said Mr. Bucket, and one went on. Andthe one that went on, only went on a certain way agreed upon todeceive, and then turned across country, and went home. Think amoment! I could repeat this in my mind too, but I had not the least ideawhat it meant. I saw before me, lying on the step, the mother ofthe dead child. She lay there, with one arm creeping round a barof the iron gate, and seeming to embrace it. She lay there, whohad so lately spoken to my mother. She lay there, a distressed,unsheltered, senseless creature. She who had brought my mothersletter, who could give me the only clue to where my mother was;she, who was to guide us to rescue and save her whom we had. THE MORNING. 3c 754 BLEAK HOUSE. sought so far, who had come to this condition by some means con-nected with my mother that I could not follow, and might be pass-ing beyond our reach and help at that moment; she lay there, andthey stopped me ! I saw, but did not comprehend, the solemnand compassionate look in Mr. Woodcourts face. I saw, but didnot comprehend, his touching the other on the breast to keep himback. I saw him stand uncovered in the bitter air, with a rever-ence for something. But my vmderstanding for all this was gone. I even heard it said between them : Shall she go 1 She had better go. Her hands should be the first to touchher. They have a higher right than ours. I passed on to the gate, and stooped down. I lifted the heavyhead, put the long dank hair aside, and turned the face. And itwas my mother, cold and dead. CHAPTER LX. PERSPECTIVE. I PROCEED to other passages of my narrative. From the good-ness of all about me, I derived such consolation as I can
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