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The description of the Inns of Court brings me back to a visit I had there many years ago. The church was quaint and it was my only experience of having had to turn to the right when saying the Creed. It was certainly a place that time forgot. From Dickens's description it would appear that not much had changed since his time.
I wonder what will befall Montague, Bailey or, for that matter Jonas as they wend their merry way to Pecksniff's. Or will anything befall Pecksniff? Quite a cocktail of crooked people to have in one place at one time. It remains to be seen.

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Hi Hilary
Could you explain further what you meant when you wrote "my only experience of having to turn to the right when saying the Creed." I'm guessing it has to do with a part of the church's rituals, but I am curious as to its background and meaning. Thanks.

While their housekeeping arrangements may be bland, and even gently humourous, they are the still point in a storm that is rapidly brewing around them. It would be interesting to pull up a chair and have dinner with them.

The idea is to face East while saying the Creed, symbolically towards Jerusalem the location of the crucifixion and resurrection. In the West most churches were built on an East-West axis with the altar and choir at the East end of the building. Depending where one was standing in the church, one might in fact have to turn right, left or remain looking straight ahead. Hope this helps!

The idea is to face East while saying the Creed, symbolically towards Jerusalem the location of the crucifixion and resurrection. In the West most churches were built on an East-West axi..."
Hilary
Thanks. I was never told this, or even thought about it. As I reflect on my years of attending church I now realize that the great majority did fit on an east-west axis. Talk about not seeing the nose on the front of my face, or listening properly to conversations.


Peter,
I can see your point that the Pinches and their pudding are probably meant to introduce some calm into the story, but still I think the chapter is by far too long. The only thing that is really of importance is that Tom has found employment and that there must be some unknown benefactor behind it all. There is some humour in the domestic scenes - but I actually prefer the swift and satiric kind of humour -, and so I found the chapter very hard-going.
And then there are passages like this:
"Pleasant little Ruth! Cheerful, tidy, bustling, quiet little Ruth! No doll's house ever yielded greater delight to its young mistress, than little Ruth derived from her glorious dominion over the triangular parlour and the two small bedrooms.
To be Tom's housekeeper. What dignity! Housekeeping, upon the commonest terms, associated itself with elevated responsibilities of all sorts and kinds; but housekeeping for Tom implied the utmost complication of grave trusts and mighty charges. Well might she take the keys out of the little chiffonier which held the tea and sugar; and out of the two little damp cupboards down by the fireplace, where the very black beetles got mouldy, and had the shine taken out of their backs by envious mildew; and jingle them upon a ring before Tom's eyes when he came down to breakfast! Well might she, laughing musically, put them up in that blessed little pocket of hers with a merry pride! For it was such a grand novelty to be mistress of anything, that if she had been the most relentless and despotic of all little housekeepers, she might have pleaded just that much for her excuse, and have been honourably acquitted.
So far from being despotic, however, there was a coyness about her very way of pouring out the tea, which Tom quite revelled in. And when she asked him what he would like to have for dinner, and faltered out 'chops' as a reasonably good suggestion after their last night's successful supper, Tom grew quite facetious, and rallied her desperately."
They make Ruth seem to be such a homespun matron, and more like a giddy child than like a woman. Reading this, I was thinking of the lively, fickle and vivacious Dolly Varden and wondering what she might be doing ;-) It has been a recurrent topic here: Dickens's difficulties of creating any heroines that are NOT annoying. I have never really carefully read a Dickens biography, but doing so would probably give me some idea of why Dickens's female characters are often so creepy.

Tristram
Your point is well taken and your example does rather make Ruth vapid. As for Dolly, how would she have fared against Jonas? I guess, to continue with the Pickwickian development of vocabulary, would Dolly's vampidity be more powerful than Merry's vapidity towards Jonas.

I like Ruth just fine, but all that talk about her running downstairs for the flour, the pie-board, the eggs, the flour, the rolling pin, water, and upstairs for her apron, and putting on the apron, and how she looked in the apron, I found annoying and it felt to me like Dickens got to the end of his three chapters for that week and found it wasn't long enough so went back and added in all he could think of about making breakfast. Hmm...sounds like I'm agreeing with Tristram, I hate when that happens. :-}

So do I. She isn't a "soppy sweet" heroine as too many Victorian heroines are, nor does she have to parade her unfeminine weaknesses. She's just a good, solid, nice person. The sort that intelligent men marry after they've finished dalliancing with the other sort.


I also compare her "goodness quotient" with sleezy Pecksniff. Looking at Dickens's handling of him we find that the author has a very distinct and heavy hand with Pecksniff being criticised, but with Ruth, while the description may be a bit saccharine, it's not too sweet for my tea.
Of course, Little Nell didn't bother me either ;>}





Oh, I know two grumpy people who will just love that description. :-}


We could try, but I'm not sure if even I could ungrump those two. :-}

When we can keep annoying you, why would we want to stop being grumps?

Twinkle Twinkle little star
How I wonder what you are
Up above the world so high
Like a diamond in the sky
Exquisitely lyrical and uplifting ...

I know one that definitely applies to Everyman:
Every who down in Whoville liked Christmas a lot
But the Grinch who lived just north of Whoville did not
The Grinch hated Christmas the whole Christmas season
Oh please don't ask why no one quite knows the reason.
It could be perhaps that his shoes were too tight
It could be his head wasn't screwed on just right
I'll stop now.


That's false. I DO know the reason.
reading this week's three chapters, I felt a bit bored at first - thanks to Tom and Ruth - but then I thought, "We are getting further on into the gruesome secret that has made Jonas a puppet on Montague's strings".
In Chapter 39 we learn about the domestic affairs of Tom and Ruth, and also about Dickens's ideal of womanhood, I think. We can only guess who has given Tom the strange task of looking after the books, which is very obviously only a task to provide Tom with a regular income.
Chapters 40 and 41 then put new momentum into the story: Jonas wants to abscond, but the ever-vigilant Nadgett uses Tom - of all people - to remind him of the power his new "friends" have acquired over him. Montague makes it very clear that he will not leave Jonas off the hook and that he expects him to lure Pecksniff into some investment. On top of that, Jonas is required to intensify his financial backing of the company. And Jonas, evil and vengeful as always, is obviously planning on murdering his partner. What, however, will become of Bailey in case Jonas pulls his evil plans through?
Let's hear your ideas!