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Power）； Mrs Merdle occupied a front row。 True； the Hampton Court
Bohemians； without exception； turned up their noses at Merdle as an
upstart； but they turned them down again； by falling flat on their faces
to worship his wealth。 In which pensating adjustment of their noses；
they were pretty much like Treasury； Bar； and Bishop； and all the rest
of them。
To Mrs Merdle； Mrs Gowan repaired on a visit of self…condolence； after
having given the gracious consent aforesaid。 She drove into town for the
purpose in a one…horse carriage irreverently called at that period of
English history； a pill…box。 It belonged to a job…master in a small way；
who drove it himself； and who jobbed it by the day； or hour； to most of
the old ladies in Hampton Court Palace； but it was a point of ceremony；
in that encampment； that the whole equipage should be tacitly regarded
as the private property of the jobber for the time being； and that the
job…master should betray personal knowledge of nobody but the jobber
in possession。 So the Circumlocution Barnacles； who were the largest
job…masters in the universe； always pretended to know of no other job
but the job immediately in hand。
Mrs Merdle was at home； and was in her nest of crimson and gold； with
the parrot on a neighbouring stem watching her with his head on one
side； as if he took her for another splendid parrot of a larger species。
To whom entered Mrs Gowan； with her favourite green fan； which softened
the light on the spots of bloom。
'My dear soul；' said Mrs Gowan； tapping the back of her friend's hand
with this fan after a little indifferent conversation； 'you are my only
fort。 That affair of Henry's that I told you of； is to take place。
Now； how does it strike you？ I am dying to know； because you represent
and express Society so well。'
Mrs Merdle reviewed the bosom which Society was accustomed to review；
and having ascertained that show…window of Mr Merdle's and the London
jewellers' to be in good order； replied：
'As to marriage on the part of a man； my dear； Society requires that
he should retrieve his fortunes by marriage。 Society requires that
he should gain by marriage。 Society requires that he should found a
handsome establishment by marriage。 Society does not see； otherwise；
what he has to do with marriage。 Bird； be quiet！'
For the parrot on his cage above them； presiding over the conference as
if he were a judge （and indeed he looked rather like one）； had wound up
the exposition with a shriek。
'Cases there are；' said Mrs Merdle； delicately crooking the little
finger of her favourite hand； and making her remarks neater by that neat
action； 'cases there are where a man is not young or elegant； and is
rich； and has a handsome establishment already。 Those are of a different
kind。 In such cases……'
Mrs Merdle shrugged her snowy shoulders and put her hand upon the
jewel…stand； checking a little cough； as though to add； 'why； a man
looks out for this sort of thing； my dear。' Then the parrot shrieked
again； and she put up her glass to look at him； and said； 'Bird！ Do be
quiet！' 'But； young men；' resumed Mrs Merdle； 'and by young men you know
what I mean； my love……I mean people's sons who have the world before
them……they must place themselves in a better position towards Society by
marriage； or Society really will not have any patience with their making
fools of themselves。 Dreadfully worldly all this sounds；' said Mrs
Merdle； leaning back in her nest and putting up her glass again； 'does
it not？'
'But it is true；' said Mrs Gowan； with a highly moral air。
'My dear； it is not to be disputed for a moment；' returned Mrs Merdle；
'because Society has made up its mind on the subject； and there is
nothing more to be said。 If we were in a more primitive state； if we
lived under roofs of leaves； and kept cows and sheep and creatures
instead of banker's accounts （which would be delicious； my dear； I am
pastoral to a degree； by nature）； well and good。 But we don't live
under leaves； and keep cows and sheep and creatures。 I perfectly exhaust
myself sometimes； in pointing out the distinction to Edmund Sparkler。'
Mrs Gowan； looking over her green fan when this young gentleman's name
was mentioned； replied as follows：
'My love； you know the wretched state of the country……those unfortunate
concessions of John Barnacle's！……and you therefore know the reasons for
my being as poor as Thingummy。'
'A church mouse？' Mrs Merdle suggested with a smile。
'I was thinking of the other proverbial church person……Job；' said Mrs
Gowan。 'Either will do。 It would be idle to disguise； consequently； that
there is a wide difference between the position of your son and mine。 I
may add； too； that Henry has talent……'
'Which Edmund certainly has not；' said Mrs Merdle； with the greatest
suavity。
'……and that his talent； bined with disappointment；' Mrs Gowan went
on； 'has led him into a pursuit which……ah dear me！ You know； my dear。
Such being Henry's different position； the question is what is the most
inferior class of marriage to which I can reconcile myself。'
Mrs Merdle was so much engaged with the contemplation of her arms
（beautiful…formed arms； and the very thing for bracelets）； that she
omitted to reply for a while。 Roused at length by the silence； she
folded the arms； and with admirable presence of mind looked her friend
full in the face； and said interrogatively； 'Ye…es？ And then？'
'And then； my dear；' said Mrs Gowan not quite so sweetly as before； 'I
should be glad to hear what you have to say to it。'
Here the parrot； who had been standing on one leg since he screamed
last； burst into a fit of laughter； bobbed himself derisively up and
down on both legs； and finished by standing on one leg again； and
pausing for a reply； with his head as much awry as he could possibly
twist it。
'Sounds mercenary to ask what the gentleman is to get with the lady；'
said Mrs Merdle； 'but Society is perhaps a little mercenary； you know；
my dear。'
'From what I can make out；' said Mrs Gowan； 'I believe I may say that
Henry will be relieved from debt……'
'Much in debt？' asked Mrs Merdle through her eyeglass。
'Why tolerably； I should think；' said Mrs Gowan。
'Meaning the usual thing； I understand； just so；' Mrs Merdle observed in
a fortable sort of way。
'And that the father will make them an allowance of three hundred
a…year； or perhaps altogether something more； which； in Italy…'
'Oh！ Going to Italy？' said Mrs Merdle。
'For Henry to study。 You need be at no loss to guess why； my dear。
That dreadful Art……'
True。 Mrs Merdle hastened to spare the feelings of her afflicted friend。
She understood。 Say no more！
'And that；' said Mrs Gowan； shaking her despondent head； 'that's all。
That；' repeated Mrs Gowan； furling her green fan for the moment； and
tapping her chin with it （it was on the way to being a double chin；
might be called a chin and a half at present）； 'that's all！ On the death
of the old people； I suppose there will be more to e； but how it may
be restricted or locked up； I don't know。 And as to that； they may live
for ever。 My dear； they are just the kind of people to do it。'
Now； Mrs Merdle； who really knew her friend Society pretty well； and who
knew what Society's mothers were； and what Society's daughters were； and
what Society's matrimonial market was； and how prices ruled in it； and
what scheming and counter…scheming took place for the high buyers； and
what bargaining and huckstering went on； thought in the depths of
her capacious bosom that this was a sufficiently good catch。 Knowing；
however； what was expected of her； and perceiving the exact nature of
the fiction to be nursed； she took it delicately in her arms； and put
her required contribution of gloss upon it。
'And that is all； my dear？' said she； heaving a friendly sigh。 'Well；
well！ The fault is not yours。 You have nothing to reproach yourself
with。 You must exercise the strength of mind for which you are renowned；
and make the best of it。' 'The girl's family have made；' said Mrs Gowan；
'of course； the most strenuous endeavours to……as the lawyers say……to
have and to hold Henry。'
'Of course they have； my dear；'