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of constant misfortune, torment, and worry. But my little vanity,
and Steerforth’s help, urged me on somehow; and without saving
me from much, if anything, in the way of punishment, made me,
for the time I was there, an exception to the general body,
insomuch that I did steadily pick up some crumbs of knowledge.
In this I was much assisted by Mr. Mell, who had a liking for me
that I am grateful to remember. It always gave me pain to observe
that Steerforth treated him with systematic disparagement, and
seldom lost an occasion of wounding his feelings, or inducing
others to do so. This troubled me the more for a long time, because
I had soon told Steerforth, from whom I could no more keep such
a secret, than I could keep a cake or any other tangible possession,
about the two old women Mr. Mell had taken me to see; and I was
always afraid that Steerforth would let it out, and twit him with it.
We little thought, any one of us, I dare say, when I ate my
breakfast that first morning, and went to sleep under the shadow
of the peacock’s feathers to the sound of the flute, what
consequences would come of the introduction into those almshouses of my insignificant person. But the visit had its unforeseen
consequences; and of a serious sort, too, in their way.
One day when Mr. Creakle kept the house from indisposition,
which naturally diffused a lively joy through the school, there was
a good deal of noise in the course of the morning’s work. The great
relief and satisfaction experienced by the boys made them difficult
to manage; and though the dreaded Tungay brought his wooden
leg in twice or thrice, and took notes of the principal offenders’
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names, no great impression was made by it, as they were pretty
sure of getting into trouble tomorrow, do what they would, and
thought it wise, no doubt, to enjoy themselves today.
It was, properly, a half-holiday; being Saturday. But as the
noise in the playground would have disturbed Mr. Creakle, and
the weather was not favourable for going out walking, we were
ordered into school in the afternoon, and set some lighter tasks
than usual, which were made for the occasion. It was the day of
the week on which Mr. Sharp went out to get his wig curled; so
Mr. Mell, who always did the drudgery, whatever it was, kept
school by himself. If I could associate the idea of a bull or a bear
with anyone so mild as Mr. Mell, I should think of him, in
connexion with that afternoon when the uproar was at its height,
as of one of those animals, baited by a thousand dogs. I recall him
bending his aching head, supported on his bony hand, over the
book on his desk, and wretchedly endeavouring to get on with his
tiresome work, amidst an uproar that might have made the
Speaker of the House of Commons giddy. Boys started in and out
of their places, playing at puss in the corner with other boys; there
were laughing boys, singing boys, talking boys, dancing boys,
howling boys; boys shuffled with their feet, boys whirled about
him, grinning, making faces, mimicking him behind his back and
before his eyes; mimicking his poverty, his boots, his coat, his
mother, everything belonging to him that they should have had
consideration for.
‘Silence!’ cried Mr. Mell, suddenly rising up, and striking his
desk with the book. ‘What does this mean! It’s impossible to bear
it. It’s maddening. How can you do it to me, boys?’
It was my book that he struck his desk wit**s I stood
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beside him, following his eye as it glanced round the room, I saw
the boys all stop, some suddenly surprised, some
