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They
heard
the
doors
of
rooms
above
,
opening
and
shutting
as
Sissy
went
from
one
to
another
in
quest
of
her
father
;
and
presently
they
heard
voices
expressing
surprise
.
She
came
bounding
down
again
in
a
great
hurry
,
opened
a
battered
and
mangy
old
hair
trunk
,
found
it
empty
,
and
looked
round
with
her
hands
clasped
and
her
face
full
of
terror
.
'
Father
must
have
gone
down
to
the
Booth
,
sir
.
I
do
n't
know
why
he
should
go
there
,
but
he
must
be
there
;
I
'll
bring
him
in
a
minute
!
'
She
was
gone
directly
,
without
her
bonnet
;
with
her
long
,
dark
,
childish
hair
streaming
behind
her
.
'
What
does
she
mean
!
'
said
Mr.
Gradgrind
.
'
Back
in
a
minute
?
It
's
more
than
a
mile
off
.
'
Before
Mr.
Bounderby
could
reply
,
a
young
man
appeared
at
the
door
,
and
introducing
himself
with
the
words
,
'
By
your
leaves
,
gentlemen
!
'
walked
in
with
his
hands
in
his
pockets
.
His
face
,
close-shaven
,
thin
,
and
sallow
,
was
shaded
by
a
great
quantity
of
dark
hair
,
brushed
into
a
roll
all
round
his
head
,
and
parted
up
the
centre
.
His
legs
were
very
robust
,
but
shorter
than
legs
of
good
proportions
should
have
been
.
His
chest
and
back
were
as
much
too
broad
,
as
his
legs
were
too
short
.
He
was
dressed
in
a
Newmarket
coat
and
tight-fitting
trousers
;
wore
a
shawl
round
his
neck
;
smelt
of
lamp-oil
,
straw
,
orange-peel
,
horses
'
provender
,
and
sawdust
;
and
looked
a
most
remarkable
sort
of
Centaur
,
compounded
of
the
stable
and
the
play-house
.
Where
the
one
began
,
and
the
other
ended
,
nobody
could
have
told
with
any
precision
.
This
gentleman
was
mentioned
in
the
bills
of
the
day
as
Mr.
E.
W.
B.
Childers
,
so
justly
celebrated
for
his
daring
vaulting
act
as
the
Wild
Huntsman
of
the
North
American
Prairies
;
in
which
popular
performance
,
a
diminutive
boy
with
an
old
face
,
who
now
accompanied
him
,
assisted
as
his
infant
son
:
being
carried
upside
down
over
his
father
's
shoulder
,
by
one
foot
,
and
held
by
the
crown
of
his
head
,
heels
upwards
,
in
the
palm
of
his
father
's
hand
,
according
to
the
violent
paternal
manner
in
which
wild
huntsmen
may
be
observed
to
fondle
their
offspring
.
Made
up
with
curls
,
wreaths
,
wings
,
white
bismuth
,
and
carmine
,
this
hopeful
young
person
soared
into
so
pleasing
a
Cupid
as
to
constitute
the
chief
delight
of
the
maternal
part
of
the
spectators
;
but
in
private
,
where
his
characteristics
were
a
precocious
cutaway
coat
and
an
extremely
gruff
voice
,
he
became
of
the
Turf
,
turfy
.
'
By
your
leaves
,
gentlemen
,
'
said
Mr.
E.
W.
B.
Childers
,
glancing
round
the
room
.
'
It
was
you
,
I
believe
,
that
were
wishing
to
see
Jupe
!
'
'
It
was
,
'
said
Mr.
Gradgrind
.
'
His
daughter
has
gone
to
fetch
him
,
but
I
ca
n't
wait
;
therefore
,
if
you
please
,
I
will
leave
a
message
for
him
with
you
.
'
'
You
see
,
my
friend
,
'
Mr.
Bounderby
put
in
,
'
we
are
the
kind
of
people
who
know
the
value
of
time
,
and
you
are
the
kind
of
people
who
do
n't
know
the
value
of
time
.
'
'
I
have
not
,
'
retorted
Mr.
Childers
,
after
surveying
him
from
head
to
foot
,
'
the
honour
of
knowing
you
,
--
but
if
you
mean
that
you
can
make
more
money
of
your
time
than
I
can
of
mine
,
I
should
judge
from
your
appearance
,
that
you
are
about
right
.
'
