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curiously bowed—not by age; it reminded me of one of Mr。
Creakle’s boys’ heads after a beating—and his grey eyes
prominent and large; with a strange kind of watery brightness in
them that made me; in combination with his vacant manner; his
submission to my aunt; and his childish delight when she praised
him; suspect him of being a little mad; though; if he were mad;
how he came to be there puzzled me extremely。 He was dressed
like any other ordinary gentleman; in a loose grey morning coat
and waistcoat; and white trousers; and had his watch in his fob;
and his money in his pockets: which he rattled as if he were very
proud of it。
Janet was a pretty blooming girl; of about nineteen or twenty;
and a perfect picture of neatness。 Though I made no further
observation of her at the moment; I may mention here what I did
not discover until afterwards; namely; that she was one of a series
of protégées whom my aunt had taken into her service expressly to
educate in a renouncement of mankind; and who had generally
completed their abjuration by marrying the baker。
The room was as neat as Janet or my aunt。 As I laid down my
pen; a moment since; to think of it; the air from the sea came
blowing in again; mixed with the perfume of the flowers; and I saw
the old…fashioned furniture brightly rubbed and polished; my
aunt’s inviolable chair and table by the round green fan in the
bow…window; the drugget…covered carpet; the cat; the kettle…
holder; the two canaries; the old china; the punchbowl full of dried
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rose…leaves; the tall press guarding all sorts of bottles and pots;
and; wonderfully out of keeping with the rest; my dusty self upon
the sofa; taking note of everything。
Janet had gone away to get the bath ready; when my aunt; to
my great alarm; became in one moment rigid with indignation;
and had hardly voice to cry out; ‘Janet! Donkeys!’
Upon which; Janet came running up the stairs as if the house
were in flames; darted out on a little piece of green in front; and
warned off two saddle…donkeys; lady…ridden; that had presumed to
set hoof upon it; while my aunt; rushing out of the house; seized
the bridle of a third animal laden with a bestriding child; turned
him; led him forth from those sacred precincts; and boxed the ears
of the unlucky urchin in attendance who had dared to profane that
hallowed ground。
To this hour I don’t know whether my aunt had any lawful right
of way over that patch of green; but she had settled it in her own
mind that she had; and it was all the same to her。 The one great
outrage of her life; demanding to be constantly avenged; was the
passage of a donkey over that immaculate spot。 In whatever
occupation she was engaged; however interesting to her the
conversation in which she was taking part; a donkey turned the
current of her ideas in a moment; and she was upon him straight。
Jugs of water; and watering…pots; were kept in secret places ready
to be discharged on the offending boys; sticks were laid in ambush
behind the door; sallies were made at all hours; and incessant war
prevailed。 Perhaps this was an agreeable excitement to the
donkey…boys; or perhaps the more sagacious of the donkeys;
understanding how the case stood; delighted with constitutional
obstinacy in coming that way。 I only know that there were three
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alarms before the bath was ready; and that on the occasion of the
last and most desperate of all; I saw my aunt engage; single…
handed; with a sandy…headed lad of fifteen; and bump his sandy
head against her own gate; before he seemed to comprehend what
was the matter。 These interruptions were of the more ridiculous to
me; because she was giving me broth out of a table…spoon at the
time (having firmly persuaded herself that I was actually starving;
and must receive nourishment at first in very small quantities);
and; while my mouth was yet open to receive the spoon; she would
put it back into the basin; cry ‘Janet! Donkeys!’ and go out to the
assault。
The bath was a great comfort。 For I began to be sensible of
acute pains in my limbs from lying out in the fields; and was now
so tired and low that I could hardly keep myself awake for five
minutes together。 When I had bathed; they (I mean my aunt and
Janet) enrobed me in a shirt and a pair of trousers belonging to
Mr。 Dick; and tied me up in two or three great shawls。 What sort of
bundle I looked like; I don’t know; but I felt a very hot one。 Feeling
also very faint and drowsy; I soon lay down on the sofa again and
fell asleep。
It might have been a dream; originating in the fancy which had
occupied my mind so long; but I awoke with the impression that
my aunt had come and bent over me; and had put my hair away
from my face; and laid my head more comfortably; and had then
stood looking at me。 The words; ‘Pretty fellow;’ or ‘Poor fellow;’
seemed to be in my ears; too; but certainly there was nothing else;
when I awoke; to lead me to believe that they had been uttered by
my aunt; who sat in the bow…window gazing at the sea from
behind the green fan; which was mounted on a kind of swivel; and
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turned any way。
We dined soon after I awoke; off a roast fowl and a pudding; I
sitting at table; not unlike a trussed bird myself; and moving my
arms with considerable difficulty。 But as my aunt had swathed me
up; I made no complaint of being inconvenienced。 All this time I
was deeply anxious to know what she was going to do with me; but
she took her dinner in profound silence; except when she
occasionally fixed her eyes on me sitting opposite; and said; ‘Mercy
upon us!’ which did not by any means relieve my anxiety。
The cloth being drawn; and some sherry put upon the table (of
which I had a glass); my aunt sent up for Mr。 Dick again; who
joined us; and looked as wise as he could when she requested him
to attend to my story; which she elicited from me; gradually; by a
course of questions。 During my recital; she kept her eyes on Mr。
Dick; who I thought would have gone to sleep but for that; and
who; whensoever he lapsed into a smile; was checked by a frown
from my aunt。
‘Whatever possessed that poor unfortunate Baby; that she must
go and be married again;’ said my aunt; when I had finished; ‘I
can’t conceive。’
‘Perhaps she fell in love with her second husband;’ Mr。 Dick
suggested。
‘Fell in love!’ repeated my aunt。 ‘What do you mean? What
business had she to do it?’
‘Perhaps;’ Mr。 Dick simpered; after thinking a little; ‘she did it
for pleasure。’
‘Pleasure; indeed!’ replied my aunt。 ‘A mighty pleasure for the
poor Baby to fix her simple faith upon any dog of a fellow; certain
to ill…use her in some way or other。 What did she propose to
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herself; I should like to know! She had had one husband。 She had
seen David Copperfield out of the world;