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  intheconstancyoftheyoungwomanwhotoldhersea-goinglover,tosuchabeautifuloldtune,thatshehadevercontinuedthesame,sinceshegavehimthe’baccer-boxmarkedwithhisname;Iamafraidheusuallygottheworstofthosetransactions,andwasfrightfullytakenin。No,IwasgoingtoWapping,becauseanEasternpolicemagistratehadsaid,throughthemorningpapers,thattherewasnoclassificationattheWappingworkhouseforwomen,andthatitwasadisgraceandashame,anddiversotherhardnames,andbecauseIwishedtoseehowthefactreallystood。

  For,thatEasternpolicemagistratesarenotalwaysthewisestmenoftheEast,maybeinferredfromtheircourseofprocedurerespectingthefancy-dressingandpantomime-posturingatSt。

  George’sinthatquarter:whichisusually,todiscussthematteratissue,inastateofmindbetokeningtheweakestperplexity,withallpartiesconcernedandunconcerned,and,forafinalexpedient,toconsultthecomplainantastowhathethinksoughttobedonewiththedefendant,andtakethedefendant’sopinionastowhathewouldrecommendtobedonewithhimself。

  LongbeforeIreachedWapping,Igavemyselfupashavinglostmyway,and,abandoningmyselftothenarrowstreetsinaTurkishframeofmind,reliedonpredestinationtobringmesomehoworothertotheplaceIwantedifIwereevertogetthere。WhenI

  hadceasedforanhourorsototakeanytroubleaboutthematter,Ifoundmyselfonaswing-bridgelookingdownatsomedarklocksinsomedirtywater。Overagainstme,stoodacreatureremotelyinthelikenessofayoungman,withapuffedsallowface,andafigurealldirtyandshinyandslimy,whomayhavebeentheyoungestsonofhisfilthyoldfather,Thames,orthedrownedmanaboutwhomtherewasaplacardonthegranitepostlikealargethimble,thatstoodbetweenus。

  Iaskedthisapparitionwhatitcalledtheplace?Untowhich,itreplied,withaghastlygrinandasoundlikegurglingwaterinitsthroat:

  ’Mr。Baker’strap。’

  Asitisapointofgreatsensitivenesswithmeonsuchoccasionstobeequaltotheintellectualpressureoftheconversation,I

  deeplyconsideredthemeaningofthisspeech,whileIeyedtheapparition-thenengagedinhuggingandsuckingahorizontalironbaratthetopofthelocks。InspirationsuggestedtomethatMr。

  Bakerwastheactingcoronerofthatneighbourhood。

  ’Acommonplaceforsuicide,’saidI,lookingdownatthelocks。

  ’Sue?’returnedtheghost,withastare。’Yes!AndPoll。

  LikewiseEmily。AndNancy。AndJane;’hesuckedtheironbetweeneachname;’andallthebileing。Ketchesofftheirbonnetsorshorls,takesarun,andheadersdownhere,theydoos。Alwaysaheaderin’downhere,theyis。Likeoneo’clock。’

  ’Andataboutthathourofthemorning,Isuppose?’

  ’Ah!’saidtheapparition。’THEYan’tpartickler。Two’ulldoforTHEM。Three。Alltimeso’night。On’ymindyou!’Heretheapparitionrestedhisprofileonthebar,andgurgledinasarcasticmanner。’Theremustbesomebodycomin’。Theydon’tgoaheaderin’downhere,wentherean’tnoBobbynorgen’ralCove,furtohearthesplash。’

  Accordingtomyinterpretationofthesewords,IwasmyselfaGeneralCove,ormemberofthemiscellaneouspublic。InwhichmodestcharacterIremarked:

  ’Theyareoftentakenout,arethey,andrestored?’

  ’Idunnoaboutrestored,’saidtheapparition,who,forsomeoccultreason,verymuchobjectedtothatword;’they’recarriedintothewerkissandputintoa’otbath,andbroughtround。ButIdunnoaboutrestored,’saidtheapparition;’blowTHAT!’-andvanished。

  Asithadshownadesiretobecomeoffensive,Iwasnotsorrytofindmyselfalone,especiallyasthe’werkiss’ithadindicatedwithatwistofitsmattedhead,wascloseathand。SoIleftMr。

  Baker’sterribletrapbaitedwithascumthatwaslikethesoapyrinsingofsootychimneys,andmadeboldtoringattheworkhousegate,whereIwaswhollyunexpectedandquiteunknown。

  Averybrightandnimblelittlematron,withabunchofkeysinherhand,respondedtomyrequesttoseetheHouse。Ibegantodoubtwhetherthepolicemagistratewasquiterightinhisfacts,whenI

  noticedherquick,activelittlefigureandherintelligenteyes。

  TheTravellerthematronintimatedshouldseetheworstfirst。

  Hewaswelcometoseeeverything。Suchasitwas,thereitallwas。

  Thiswastheonlypreparationforourentering’theFoulwards。’

  Theywereinanoldbuildingsqueezedawayinacornerofapavedyard,quitedetachedfromthemoremodernandspaciousmainbodyoftheworkhouse。Theywereinabuildingmostmonstrouslybehindthetime-amereseriesofgarretsorlofts,witheveryinconvenientandobjectionablecircumstanceintheirconstruction,andonlyaccessiblebysteepandnarrowstaircases,infamouslyill-adaptedforthepassageup-stairsofthesickordown-stairsofthedead。

  A-bedinthesemiserablerooms,hereonbedsteads,thereforachange,asIunderstooditonthefloor,werewomenineverystageofdistressanddisease。Nonebutthosewhohaveattentivelyobservedsuchscenes,canconceivetheextraordinaryvarietyofexpressionstilllatentunderthegeneralmonotonyanduniformityofcolour,attitude,andcondition。Theformalittlecoiledupandturnedaway,asthoughithadturneditsbackonthisworldforever;theuninterestedfaceatoncelead-colouredandyellow,lookingpassivelyupwardfromthepillow;thehaggardmouthalittledropped,thehandoutsidethecoverlet,sodullandindifferent,solight,andyetsoheavy;thesewereoneverypallet;butwhenIstoppedbesideabed,andsaideversoslightawordtothefigurelyingthere,theghostoftheoldcharactercameintotheface,andmadetheFoulwardasvariousasthefairworld。

  Nooneappearedtocaretolive,butnoonecomplained;allwhocouldspeak,saidthatasmuchwasdoneforthemascouldbedonethere,thattheattendancewaskindandpatient,thattheirsufferingwasveryheavy,buttheyhadnothingtoaskfor。Thewretchedroomswereascleanandsweetasitispossibleforsuchroomstobe;theywouldbecomeapest-houseinasingleweek,iftheywereill-kept。

  Iaccompaniedthebriskmatronupanotherbarbarousstaircase,intoabetterkindofloftdevotedtotheidioticandimbecile。TherewasatleastLightinit,whereasthewindowsintheformerwardshadbeenlikesidesofschool-boys’bird-cages。Therewasastronggratingoverthefirehere,and,holdingakindofstateoneithersideofthehearth,separatedbythebreadthofthisgrating,weretwooldladiesinaconditionoffeebledignity,whichwassurelytheverylastandlowestreductionofself-complacencytobefoundinthiswonderfulhumanityofours。Theywereevidentlyjealousofeachother,andpassedtheirwholetimeassomepeopledo,whosefiresarenotgratedinmentallydisparagingeachother,andcontemptuouslywatchingtheirneighbours。Oneoftheseparodiesonprovincialgentlewomenwasextremelytalkative,andexpressedastrongdesiretoattendtheserviceonSundays,fromwhichsherepresentedherselftohavederivedthegreatestinterestandconsolationwhenallowedthatprivilege。Shegossipedsowell,andlookedaltogethersocheeryandharmless,thatIbegantothinkthisacasefortheEasternmagistrate,untilIfoundthatonthelastoccasionofherattendingchapelshehadsecretedasmallstick,andhadcausedsomeconfusionintheresponsesbysuddenlyproducingitandbelabouringthecongregation。

  So,thesetwooldladies,separatedbythebreadthofthegrating-

  otherwisetheywouldflyatoneanother’scaps-satalldaylong,suspectingoneanother,andcontemplatingaworldoffits。Foreverybodyelseintheroomhadfits,exceptthewards-woman;anelderly,able-bodiedpauperess,withalargeupperlip,andanairofrepressingandsavingherstrength,asshestoodwithherhandsfoldedbeforeher,andhereyesslowlyrolling,bidinghertimeforcatchingorholdingsomebody。ThiscivilpersonageinwhomI

  regrettedtoidentifyareducedmemberofmyhonourablefriendMrs。

  Gamp’sfamilysaid,’Theyhas’emcontiniwal,sir。Theydropswithoutnomorenoticethaniftheywascoach-horsesdroppedfromthemoon,sir。Andwhenonedrops,anotherdrops,andsometimesthere’llbeasmanyasfourorfiveon’ematonce,dearme,arollingandatearin’,blessyou!-thisyoungwoman,now,has’emdreadfulbad。’

  Sheturnedupthisyoungwoman’sfacewithherhandasshesaidit。

  Thisyoungwomanwasseatedonthefloor,ponderingintheforegroundoftheafflicted。Therewasnothingrepellenteitherinherfaceorhead。Many,apparentlyworse,varietiesofepilepsyandhysteriawereabouther,butshewassaidtobetheworsthere。

  WhenIhadspokentoheralittle,shestillsatwithherfaceturnedup,pondering,andagleamofthemid-daysunshoneinuponher-

  Whetherthisyoungwoman,andtherestofthesesosorelytroubled,astheysitorlieponderingintheirconfuseddullway,evergetmentalglimpsesamongthemotesinthesunlight,ofhealthypeopleandhealthythings?Whetherthisyoungwoman,broodinglikethisinthesummerseason,everthinksthatsomewheretherearetreesandflowers,evenmountainsandthegreatsea?

  Whether,nottogosofar,thisyoungwomaneverhasanydimrevelationofthatyoungwoman-thatyoungwomanwhoisnothereandneverwillcomehere;whoiscourted,andcaressed,andloved,andhasahusband,andbearschildren,andlivesinahome,andwhoneverknowswhatitistohavethislashingandtearingcominguponher?Andwhetherthisyoungwoman,Godhelpher,givesherselfupthenanddropslikeacoach-horsefromthemoon?

  Ihardlyknewwhetherthevoicesofinfantchildren,penetratingintosohopelessaplace,madeasoundthatwaspleasantorpainfultome。Itwassomethingtoberemindedthatthewearyworldwasnotallaweary,andwaseverrenewingitself;but,thisyoungwomanwasachildnotlongago,andachildnotlonghencemightbesuchasshe。Howbeit,theactivestepandeyeofthevigilantmatronconductedmepastthetwoprovincialgentlewomenwhosedignitywasruffledbythechildren,andintotheadjacentnursery。

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