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Title: Our mutual friend
Year: 1895 (1890s)
Authors: Dickens, Charles, 1812-1870 Dickens, Charles, 1837-1896, ed
Subjects: Inheritance and succession Social classes Poor families Deception
Publisher: New York, London, Macmillan
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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d hands, the old man began to ascend the stairs. Ashe toiled on before, with his palm upon the stair-rail, and his longblack skirt, a very gaberdine, overhanging each successive step, hemight have been the leader in some pilgrimage of devotional ascentto a prophets tomb. Not troubled by any such weak imagining.Fascination Fledgeby merely speculated on the time of life at whichhis beard had begun, and thought once more what a good un hewas for the part. Some final wooden steps conducted them, stooping under a lowpent-house roof, to the house-top. Riah stood still, and, turningto his master, pointed out his guests. Lizzie Hexam and Jenny Wren. For whom, perhaps with someold instinct of his race, the gentle Jew had spread a carpet. Seatedon it, against no more romantic object than a blackened chimney-stack over which some humble creeper had been trained, they bothpored over one book; both with attentive faces; Jenny Avith thesharper; Lizzie with the more perplexed. Another little book or
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THE GARDEN ON THE ROOF. 266 OUR MUTUAL FRIEND. two were lying near, and a common basket of common fruit, andanother basket full of strings of beads and tinsel scraps. A fewboxes of humble flowers and evergreens completed the garden ; andthe encompassing wilderness of dowager old chimneys twirled theircowls and fluttered their smoke, rather as if they were bridling andfanning themselves, and looking on in a state of airy surprise. Taking her eyes off* the book, to test her memory of somethingin it, Lizzie was the first to see herself observed. As she rose,Miss Wren likewise became conscious, and said, irreverently address-ing the great chief of the premises : Whoever you are, / cant getup, because my backs bad and my legs are queer. This is my master, said Eiah, stepping forward. (Dont look like anybodys master, observed Miss Wren toherself, with a hitch of her chin and eyes.) This, sir, pursued the old man, is a little dressmaker forlittle people. Explain to the master, Jenny. Dolls;

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