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179 life. I should feel begging a far less degradation.’ ‘Well!’ exclaimed Miss La Creevy. ‘This of a relation whom you will not hear an indifferent person speak ill of, my dear, sounds oddly enough, I confess.’ ‘I dare say it does,’ replied Kate, speaking more gently, ‘indeed I am sure it must. I--I--only mean that with the feelings and recollection of better times upon me, I could not bear to live on anybody’s bounty--not his particularly, but anybody’s.’ Miss La Creevy looked slyly at her companion, as if she doubted whether Ralph himself were not the subject of dislike, but seeing that her young friend was distressed, made no remark. ‘I only ask of him,’ continued Kate, whose tears fell while she spoke, ‘that he will move so little out of his way, in my behalf, as to enable me by his recommendation--only by his recommendation--to earn, literally, my bread and remain with my mother. Whether we shall ever taste happiness again, depends upon the fortunes of my dear brother; but if he will do this, and Nicholas only tells us that he is well and cheerful, I shall be contented.’ As she ceased to speak, there was a rustling behind the screen which stood between her and the door, and some person knocked at the wainscot.’ ‘Come in, whoever it is!’ cried Miss La Creevy. The person complied, and, coming forward at once, gave to view the form and features of no less an individual than Mr Ralph Nickleby himself. ‘Your servant, ladies,’ said Ralph, looking sharply at them by turns. ‘You were talking so loud, that I was unable to make you hear.’ |
