. Dicken's works . to do and undo everything that canbe done and undone about a gun. Master and man are at length disturbed by foot-steps in the passage, where they make an unusualsound, denoting the arrival of unusual steps, advancing nearer and nearer to thegallery, bring into it a group, at first sight scarcelyreconcilable with any day in the year but the fifthof November. It consists of a limp and ugly figure carried in achair by two bearers, and attended by a lean femalewith a face like a pinched mask, who might beexpected immediately to recite the popular verses,commemorati
. Dicken's works . to do and undo everything that canbe done and undone about a gun. Master and man are at length disturbed by foot-steps in the passage, where they make an unusualsound, denoting the arrival of unusual steps, advancing nearer and nearer to thegallery, bring into it a group, at first sight scarcelyreconcilable with any day in the year but the fifthof November. It consists of a limp and ugly figure carried in achair by two bearers, and attended by a lean femalewith a face like a pinched mask, who might beexpected immediately to recite the popular verses,commemorative of the time when they did contriveto blow old England up alive, but for her keepingher lips tightly and defiantly closed as the chair isput down. At which point, the figure in it gasping, Oh Lord ! Oh dear me ! I am shaken ! adds, How de do, my dear friend, how de do ? then descries, in the procession, the vener-able Mr. Smallweed, out for an airing, attended byhis granddaughter Judy as body-guard. ^M. BLEAK HOUSE. 123 Mr. George, my dear friend, says GrandfatherSmallweed, removing his right arm from the neckof one of his bearers, whom he has nearly throttledcoming along, how de do ? Youre surprised tosee me, my dear friend. I should hardly have been more surprised to haveseen your friend in the City, returns Mr. George. I am very seldom out, pants Mr. Smallweed. I havent been out for many months. Its incon-venient — and it comes expensive. But I longedso much to see you, my dear Mr. George. How dedo, sir ? I am well enough, says Mr. George,. I hopeyou are the same. You cant be too well, my dear friend. takes him by both hands. I havebrought my granddaughter Judy. I couldnt keepher away. She longed so much to see you. Hum ! She bears it calmly ! mutters So we got a hackney cab, and put a chair in it,and just round the corner they lifted me out of thecab and into the chair, and carried me here, that Imight see my dear friend in his own esta
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