. Bleak house . ng wonder, that I was full of wonder too — partly ather beauty, partly at her surprise. Estlier ! she cried. My dear ! You want a description of my cousin Jarndyce ? My dear, I never saw him. And / never saw him! returned Ada. Well, to be sure ! No, she had never seen him. Young as she was when her mamadied, she remembered how the tears would come into her eyes whenshe spoke of him, and of the noble generosity of his character,which she had said was to be trusted above all earthly things;and Ada trusted it. Her cousin Jarndyce had written to her a fewmonths ago, — a plain, hone
. Bleak house . ng wonder, that I was full of wonder too — partly ather beauty, partly at her surprise. Estlier ! she cried. My dear ! You want a description of my cousin Jarndyce ? My dear, I never saw him. And / never saw him! returned Ada. Well, to be sure ! No, she had never seen him. Young as she was when her mamadied, she remembered how the tears would come into her eyes whenshe spoke of him, and of the noble generosity of his character,which she had said was to be trusted above all earthly things;and Ada trusted it. Her cousin Jarndyce had written to her a fewmonths ago, — a plain, honest letter, Ada said — i^roposing thearrangement we were now to enter on, and telling her that, intime it might heal some of the wounds made by the miserableChancery suit. She had replied, gratefully accepting his had received a similar letter, and had made a similar re-sponse. He had seen Mr. Jarndyce once, but only once, five yearsago, at Winchester school. He had told Ada, when they were. MISS JELLYBV BLEAK HOUSE. 41 leaning on the screen before the tire where I found them, that herecollected him as a bluff, rosy fellow. This was the utmostdescription Ada could give me. It set me thinking so, that when Ada was asleep, I still remainedbefore the fire, wondering and wondering about Bleak House, andwondering and wondering that yesterday morning should seem solong ago. I dont know where my thoughts had wandered, whenthey were recalled by a tajD at the door. I opened it softly, and found Miss Jellyby shivering there, witha broken candle in a broken candlestick in one hand, and an egg-cup in the other. Good night! she said, very sulkily. Good night! said I. May I come in 1 she slaortly and unexpectedly asked me inthe same sulky way. Certainly, said I. Dont wake Miss Clare. She would not sit down, but stood by the fire, dipping her inkymiddle finger in the egg-cup, which contained vinegar, and smear-ing it over the ink stains on her face; frowning, the whole t
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