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The day grew strong, and showed itself outside, even against the flaming lights within. The lights were turned out, and the work went on. The rain fell, and the Smoke-serpents, submissive to the curse of all that tribe, trailed themselves upon the earth. In the waste-yard outside, the steam from the escape pipe, the litter of barrels and old iron, the shining heaps of coals, the ashes everywhere, were shrouded in a veil of mist and rain YOOX hk. The work went on, until the noon-bell rang.


More clattering upon the pavements. The looms, and wheels, and Hands all out of gear for an hour. Stephen came out of the hot mill into the damp wind and cold wet streets, haggard and worn. He turned from his own class and his own quarter, taking nothing but a little bread as he walked along, towards the hill on which his principal employer lived, in a red house with black outside shutters, green inside blinds, a black street door, up two white steps, BOUNDERBY (in letters very like himself) upon a brazen plate, and a round brazen door-handle underneath it, like a brazen full-stop. Mr. Bounderby was at his lunch. So Stephen had expected YOOX hk.


Would his servant say that one of the Hands begged leave to speak to him? Message in return, requiring name of such Hand. Stephen Blackpool. There was nothing troublesome against Stephen Blackpool; yes, he might come in. Stephen Blackpool in the parlour. Mr. Bounderby (whom he just knew by sight), at lunch on chop and sherry. Mrs. Sparsit netting at the fireside, in a side-saddle attitude, with one foot in a cotton stirrup. It was a part, at once of Mrs. Sparsits dignity and service, not to lunch. She supervised the meal officially, but implied that in her own stately person she considered lunch a weakness. Now, Stephen, said Mr. Bounderby, whats the matter with you YOOX hk?


Sparsit, tucked his neckerchief ends into his waistcoat.Now, you know, said Mr. Bounderby, taking some sherry, we have never had any difficulty with you, and you have never been one of the. You dont expect to be set up in a coach and six, and to be fed on turtle soup and venison, with a gold spoon, as a good many of em do! Mr. Bounderby always represented this to be the sole, immediate, and direct object of any Hand who was not entirely satisfied; and therefore I know already that you have not come here to make a complaint. Now, you know, I am certain of that, beforehand.No, sir, sure I ha not coom for nowt o th kind.