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blooming little creature at his side。 Indeed; there was a frankness
in his face; an honesty; and an undisguised show of his pride in
her; and his love for her; which were; to me; the best of good looks。
I thought; as they came towards us; that they were well matched
even in that particular。
She withdrew her hand timidly from his arm as we stopped to
speak to them; and blushed as she gave it to Steerforth and to me。
When they passed on; after we had exchanged a few words; she
did not like to replace that hand; but; still appearing timid and
constrained; walked by herself。 I thought all this very pretty and
engaging; and Steerforth seemed to think so too; as we looked
after them fading away in the light of a young moon。
Suddenly there passed us—evidently following them—a young
woman whose approach we had not observed; but whose face I
saw as she went by; and thought I had a faint remembrance of。
She was lightly dressed; looked bold; and haggard; and flaunting;
and poor; but seemed; for the time; to have given all that to the
wind which was blowing; and to have nothing in her mind but
going after them。 As the dark distant level; absorbing their figures
into itself; left but itself visible between us and the sea and clouds;
her figure disappeared in like manner; still no nearer to them than
before。
‘That is a black shadow to be following the girl;’ said Steerforth;
standing still; ‘what does it mean?’
He spoke in a low voice that sounded almost strange to Me。
‘She must have it in her mind to beg of them; I think;’ said I。
‘A beggar would be no novelty;’ said Steerforth; ‘but it is a
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strange thing that the beggar should take that shape tonight。’
‘Why?’ I asked。
‘For no better reason; truly; than because I was thinking;’ he
said; after a pause; ‘of something like it; when it came by。 Where
the Devil did it come from; I wonder!’
‘From the shadow of this wall; I think;’ said I; as we emerged
upon a road on which a wall abutted。
‘It’s gone!’ he returned; looking over his shoulder。 ‘And all ill go
with it。 Now for our dinner!’
But he looked again over his shoulder towards the sea…line
glimmering afar off; and yet again。 And he wondered about it; in
some broken expressions; several times; in the short remainder of
our walk; and only seemed to forget it when the light of fire and
candle shone upon us; seated warm and merry; at table。
Littimer was there; and had his usual effect upon me。 When I
said to him that I hoped Mrs。 Steerforth and Miss Dartle were
well; he answered respectfully (and of course respectably); that
they were tolerably well; he thanked me; and had sent their
compliments。 This was all; and yet he seemed to me to say as
plainly as a man could say: ‘You are very young; sir; you are
exceedingly young。’
We had almost finished dinner; when taking a step or two
towards the table; from the corner where he kept watch upon us;
or rather upon me; as I felt; he said to his master:
‘I beg your pardon; sir。 Miss Mowcher is down here。’
‘Who?’ cried Steerforth; much astonished。
‘Miss Mowcher; sir。’
‘Why; what on earth does she do here?’ said Steerforth。
‘It appears to be her native part of the country; sir。 She informs
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me that she makes one of her professional visits here; every year;
sir。 I met her in the street this afternoon; and she wished to know
if she might have the honour of waiting on you after dinner; sir。’
‘Do you know the Giantess in question; Daisy?’ inquired
Steerforth。
I was obliged to confess—I felt ashamed; even of being at this
disadvantage before Littimer—that Miss Mowcher and I were
wholly unacquainted。
‘Then you shall know her;’ said Steerforth; ‘for she is one of the
seven wonders of the world。 When Miss Mowcher comes; show her
in。’
I felt some curiosity and excitement about this lady; especially
as Steerforth burst into a fit of laughing when I referred to her;
and positively refused to answer any question of which I made her
the subject。 I remained; therefore; in a state of considerable
expectation until the cloth had been removed some half an hour;
and we were sitting over our decanter of wine before the fire;
when the door opened; and Littimer; with his habitual serenity
quite undisturbed; announced:
‘Miss Mowcher!’
I looked at the doorway and saw nothing。 I was still looking at
the doorway; thinking that Miss Mowcher was a long while
making her appearance; when; to my infinite astonishment; there
came waddling round a sofa which stood between me and it; a
pursy dwarf; of about forty or forty…five; with a very large head and
face; a pair of roguish grey eyes; and such extremely little arms;
that; to enable herself to lay a finger archly against her snub nose;
as she ogled Steerforth; she was obliged to meet the finger halfway; and lay her nose against it。 Her chin; which was what is
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called a double chin; was so fat that it entirely swallowed up the
strings of her bonnet; bow and all。 Throat she had none; waist she
had none; legs she had none; worth mentioning; for though she
was more than full…sized down to where her waist would have
been; if she had had any; and though she terminated; as human
beings generally do; in a pair of feet; she was so short that she
stood at a common…sized chair as at a table; resting a bag she
carried on the seat。 This lady—dressed in an off…hand; easy style;
bringing her nose and her forefinger together; with the difficulty I
have described; standing with her head necessarily on one side;
and; with one of her sharp eyes shut up; making an uncommonly
knowing face—after ogling Steerforth for a few moments; broke
into a torrent of words。
‘What! My flower!’ she pleasantly began; shaking her large head
at him。 ‘You’re there; are you! Oh; you naughty boy; fie for shame;
what do you do so far away from home? Up to mischief; I’ll be
bound。 Oh; you’re a downy fellow; Steerforth; so you are; and I’m
another; ain’t I? Ha; ha; ha! You’d have betted a hundred pound to
five; now; that you wouldn’t have seen me here; wouldn’t you?
Bless you; man alive; I’m everywhere。 I’m here and there; and
where not; like the conjurer’s half…crown in the lady’s
handkercher。 Talking of handkerchers—and talking of ladies—
what a comfort you are to your blessed mother; ain’t you; my dear
boy; over one of my shoulders; and I don’t say which!’
Miss Mowcher untied her bonnet; at this passage of her
discourse; threw back the strings; and sat down; panting; on a
footstool in front of the fire—making a kind of arbour of the dining
table; which spread its mahogany shelter above her head。
‘Oh my stars and what’s…their…names!’ she went on; clapping a
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hand on each of her little knees; and glancing shrewdly at me; ‘I’m
of too full a habit; that’s the fact; Steerforth。 After a flight of stairs;
it gives me as much trouble to draw every breath I want; as if it
was a bucket of water。 If you saw me looking out of an upper
window; you’d think I was a fine woman; wouldn’t you?’
‘I should think that; wherever I saw you;’ replied Steerforth。
‘Go along; you dog; do!’ cried the little creature; making a whisk
at him with the handkerchief with which she was wiping her face;
‘and don’t be impudent! But I give you my word and honour I was
at Lady Mithers’s last week—there’s a woman! How she wears!—
and Mithers himself came into the room where I was waiting for
her—there’s a man! How he wears! and his wig too; for he’s had it
these ten years—and he went on at that rate in the complimentary
line; that I began to think I should be obliged to ring the bell。 Ha!
ha! ha! He’s a pleasant wretch; but he wants principle。’
‘What were you doing for Lady Mithers?’ asked Steerforth。
‘That’s t