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that the money is a object; but do not let that act upon you, Mr Mould.
Rich folks may ride on camels, but it an't so easy for 'em to see out of
a needle's eye. That is my comfort, and I hope I knows it.'
'Well, Mrs Gamp,' observed Mould, 'I don't see any particular objection
to your earning an honest penny under such circumstances. I should keep
it quiet, I think, Mrs Gamp. I wouldn't mention it to Mr Chuzzlewit
on his return, for instance, unless it were necessary, or he asked you
pointblank.'
'The very words was on my lips, sir,' Mrs Gamp rejoined. 'Suppoging
that the gent should die, I hope I might take the liberty of saying as I
know'd some one in the undertaking line, and yet give no offence to you,
sir?'
'Certainly, Mrs Gamp,' said Mould, with much condescension. 'You may
casually remark, in such a case, that we do the thing pleasantly and in
a great variety of styles, and are generally considered to make it
as agreeable as possible to the feelings of the survivors. But don't
obtrude it, don't obtrude it. Easy, easy! My dear, you may as well give
Mrs Gamp a card or two, if you please.'
Mrs Gamp received them, and scenting no more rum in the wind (for the
bottle was locked up again) rose to take her departure.
'Wishing ev'ry happiness to this happy family,' said Mrs Gamp 'with
all my heart. Good arternoon, Mrs Mould! If I was Mr would I should be
jealous of you, ma'am; and I'm sure, if I was you, I should be jealous
of Mr Mould.'
'Tut, tut! Bah, bah! Go along, Mrs Gamp!' cried the delighted
undertaker.
'As to the young ladies,' said Mrs Gamp, dropping a curtsey, 'bless
their sweet looks--how they can ever reconsize it with their duties to
be so grown up with such young parents, it an't for sech as me to give a
guess at.'
'Nonsense, nonsense. Be off, Mrs Gamp!' cried Mould. But in the height
of his gratification he actually pinched Mrs Mould as he said it.
'I'll tell you what, my dear,' he observed, when Mrs Gamp had at last
withdrawn and shut the door, 'that's a ve-ry shrewd woman. That's a
woman whose intellect is immensely superior to her station in life.
That's a woman who observes and reflects in an uncommon manner. She's
the sort of woman now,' said Mould, drawing his silk handkerchief over
his head again, and composing himself for a nap 'one would almost feel
disposed to bury for nothing; and do it neatly, too!'
Mrs Mould and her daughters fully concurred in these remarks; the
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