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CHAPTER 14。 Taking Advice
When it became known to the Britons on the shore of the yellow Tiber
that their intelligent patriot； Mr Sparkler； was made one of the
Lords of their Circumlocution Office； they took it as a piece of news
with which they had no nearer concern than with any other piece of
news……any other Accident or Offence……in the English papers。 Some
laughed； some said； by way of plete excuse； that the post was
virtually a sinecure； and any fool who could spell his name was good
enough for it； some； and these the more solemn political oracles；
said that Decimus did wisely to strengthen himself； and that the sole
constitutional purpose of all places within the gift of Decimus； was；
that Decimus should strengthen himself。 A few bilious Britons there were
who would not subscribe to this article of faith； but their objection
was purely theoretical。 In a practical point of view； they listlessly
abandoned the matter； as being the business of some other Britons
unknown； somewhere； or nowhere。 In like manner； at home； great numbers
of Britons maintained； for as long as four…and…twenty consecutive hours；
that those invisible and anonymous Britons 'ought to take it up；' and
that if they quietly acquiesced in it； they deserved it。 But of what
class the remiss Britons were posed； and where the unlucky creatures
hid themselves； and why they hid themselves； and how it constantly
happened that they neglected their interests； when so many other Britons
were quite at a loss to account for their not looking after those
interests； was not； either upon the shore of the yellow Tiber or the
shore of the black Thames； made apparent to men。
Mrs Merdle circulated the news； as she received congratulations on it；
with a careless grace that displayed it to advantage； as the setting
displays the jewel。 Yes； she said； Edmund had taken the place。 Mr Merdle
wished him to take it； and he had taken it。 She hoped Edmund might like
it； but really she didn't know。 It would keep him in town a good
deal； and he preferred the country。 Still； it was not a disagreeable
position……and it was a position。 There was no denying that the thing
was a pliment to Mr Merdle； and was not a bad thing for Edmund if he
liked it。 It was just as well that he should have something to do； and
it was just as well that he should have something for doing it。 Whether
it would be more agreeable to Edmund than the army； remained to be seen。
Thus the Bosom； acplished in the art of seeming to make things of
small account； and really enhancing them in the process。 While Henry
Gowan； whom Decimus had thrown away； went through the whole round of
his acquaintance between the Gate of the People and the town of Albano；
vowing； almost （but not quite） with tears in his eyes； that Sparkler was
the sweetest…tempered； simplest…hearted； altogether most lovable jackass
that ever grazed on the public mon； and that only one circumstance
could have delighted him （Gowan） more； than his （the beloved jackass's）
getting this post； and that would have been his （Gowan's） getting it
himself。 He said it was the very thing for Sparkler。 There was nothing
to do； and he would do it charmingly； there was a handsome salary to
draw； and he would draw it charmingly； it was a delightful； appropriate；
capital appointment； and he almost forgave the donor his slight of
himself； in his joy that the dear donkey for whom he had so great an
affection was so admirably stabled。 Nor did his benevolence stop here。
He took pains； on all social occasions； to draw Mr Sparkler out； and
make him conspicuous before the pany； and； although the considerate
action always resulted in that young gentleman's making a dreary and
forlorn mental spectacle of himself； the friendly intention was not to
be doubted。
Unless； indeed； it chanced to be doubted by the object of Mr Sparkler's
affections。 Miss Fanny was now in the difficult situation of being
universally known in that light； and of not having dismissed Mr
Sparkler； however capriciously she used him。 Hence； she was sufficiently
identified with the gentleman to feel promised by his being more than
usually ridiculous； and hence； being by no means deficient in quickness；
she sometimes came to his rescue against Gowan； and did him very good
service。 But； while doing this； she was ashamed of him； undetermined
whether to get rid of him or more decidedly encourage him； distracted
with apprehensions that she was every day being more and more
immeshed in her uncertainties； and tortured by misgivings that Mrs
Merdle triumphed in her distress。 With this tumult in her mind； it is no
subject for surprise that Miss Fanny came home one night in a state
of agitation from a concert and ball at Mrs Merdle's house； and on her
sister affectionately trying to soothe her； pushed that sister away from
the toilette…table at which she sat angrily trying to cry； and declared
with a heaving bosom that she detested everybody； and she wished she was
dead。
'Dear Fanny； what is the matter？ Tell me。'
'Matter； you little Mole；' said Fanny。 'If you were not the blindest of
the blind； you would have no occasion to ask me。 The idea of daring to
pretend to assert that you have eyes in your head； and yet ask me what's
the matter！'
'Is it Mr Sparkler； dear？' 'Mis…ter Spark…ler！' repeated Fanny； with
unbounded scorn； as if he were the last subject in the Solar system that
could possibly be near her mind。 'No； Miss Bat； it is not。'
Immediately afterwards； she became remorseful for having called her
sister names； declaring with sobs that she knew she made herself
hateful； but that everybody drove her to it。
'I don't think you are well to…night； dear Fanny。'
'Stuff and nonsense！' replied the young lady； turning angry again； 'I am
as well as you are。 Perhaps I might say better； and yet make no boast of
it。'
Poor Little Dorrit； not seeing her way to the offering of any soothing
words that would escape repudiation； deemed it best to remain quiet。 At
first； Fanny took this ill； too； protesting to her looking…glass； that
of all the trying sisters a girl could have； she did think the most
trying sister was a