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arm-chair at a table near the fire, was his lordship,

arm-chair at a table near the fire, was his lordship,

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whose robe, trimmed

with beautiful gold lace, was thrown upon another chair. He gave us a

searching look as we entered, but his manner was both courtly and kind.

The gentleman in the bag wig laid bundles of papers on his lordship’s

table, and his lordship silently selected one and turned over the leaves.

Miss Clare,” said the Lord Chancellor. Miss Ada Clare?” ‟ ‟

Mr. Kenge presented her, and his lordship begged her to sit down

near him. That he admired her and was interested by her even I could

see in a moment. It touched me that the home of such a beautiful young

creature should be represented by that dry, official place. The Lord High

Chancellor, at his best, appeared so poor a substitute for the love and

pride of parents.

‟The Jarndyce in question,” said the Lord Chancellor, still turning

over leaves, is Jarndyce of Bleak House.” ‟ ‟Jarndyce of Bleak House, my lord,” said Mr. Kenge.

‟A dreary name,” said the Lord Chancellor.

‟But not a dreary place at present, my lord,” said Mr. Kenge.

And Bleak House,” said his lordship, is in—” ‟ ‟

‟Hertfordshire, my lord.”

‟Mr. Jarndyce of Bleak House is not married?” said his lordship.

‟He is not, my lord,” said Mr. Kenge.

A pause.

‟Young Mr. Richard Carstone is present?” said the Lord Chancellor,

glancing towards him.

Richard bowed and stepped forward.

‟Hum!” said the Lord Chancellor, turning over more leaves.

‟Mr. Jarndyce of Bleak House, my lord,” Mr. Kenge observed in a low

voice, if I may venture to remind your lordship, provides a suitable ‟

companion for—”

‟For Mr. Richard Carstone?” I thought (but I am not quite sure) I

heard his lordship say in an equally low voice and with a smile. whose robe, trimmed

with beautiful gold lace, was thrown upon another chair. He gave us a

searching look as we entered, but his manner was both courtly and kind.

The gentleman in the bag wig laid bundles of papers on his lordship’s

table, and his lordship silently selected one and turned over the leaves.

Miss Clare,” said the Lord Chancellor. Miss Ada Clare?” ‟ ‟

Mr. Kenge presented her, and his lordship begged her to sit down

near him. That he admired her and was interested by her even I could

see in a moment. It touched me that the home of such a beautiful young

creature should be represented by that dry, official place. The Lord High

Chancellor, at his best, appeared so poor a substitute for the love and

pride of parents.

‟The Jarndyce in question,” said the Lord Chancellor, still turning

over leaves, is Jarndyce of Bleak House.” ‟ ‟Jarndyce of Bleak House, my lord,” said Mr. Kenge.

‟A dreary name,” said the Lord Chancellor.

‟But not a dreary place at present, my lord,” said Mr. Kenge.

And Bleak House,” said his lordship, is in—” ‟ ‟

‟Hertfordshire, my lord.”

‟Mr. Jarndyce of Bleak House is not married?” said his lordship.

‟He is not, my lord,” said Mr. Kenge.

A pause.

‟Young Mr. Richard Carstone is present?” said the Lord Chancellor,

glancing towards him.

Richard bowed and stepped forward.

‟Hum!” said the Lord Chancellor, turning over more leaves.

‟Mr. Jarndyce of Bleak House, my lord,” Mr. Kenge observed in a low

voice, if I may venture to remind your lordship, provides a suitable ‟

companion for—”

‟For Mr. Richard Carstone?” I thought (but I am not quite sure) I

heard his lordship say in an equally low voice and with a smile.

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