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'No. To my accepting the offer, and your going with me?' ¡¡¡¡'I don't object,' said Traddles. ¡¡¡¡'Then I'll write to say so. You remember (to say nothing of our treatment) this same Creakle turning his son out of doors, I suppose, and the life he used to lead his wife and daughter?' ¡¡¡¡'Perfectly,' said Traddles. ¡¡¡¡'Yet, if you'll read his letter, you'll find he is the tenderest of men to prisoners convicted of the whole calendar of felonies,' said I; 'though I can't find that his tenderness extends to any other class of created beings.' ¡¡¡¡Traddles shrugged his shoulders, and was not at all surprised. I had not expected him to be, and was not surprised myself;

or my observation of similar practical satires would have been but scanty. We arranged the time of our visit, and I wrote accordingly to Mr. Creakle that evening. ¡¡¡¡On the appointed day - I think it was the next day, but no matter - Traddles and I repaired to the prison where Mr. Creakle was powerful. It was an immense and solid building, erected at a vast expense. I could not help thinking, as we approached the gate, what an uproar would have been made in the country, if any deluded man had proposed to spend one half the money it had cost, on the erection of an industrial school for the young, or a house of refuge for the deserving old.