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Charles Dickens
NICHOLAS NICKLEBY
CHAPTER I
Introduces all the rest
THERE ONCE LIVED, in a sequestered part of the county of Devonshire, one Mr
Godfrey Nickleby: a worthy gentleman, who, taking it into his head rather
late in life that he must get married, and not being young enough or rich
enough to aspire to the hand of a lady of fortune, had wedded an old flame
out of mere attachment, who in her turn had taken him for the same reason.
Thus two people who cannot afford to play cards for money, sometimes sit
down to a quiet game for love.
Some ill-conditioned persons who sneer at the life-matrimonial, may perhaps
suggest, in this place, that the good couple would be better likened to two
principals in a sparring match, who,
when fortune is low and backers scarce,
will chivalrously set to, for the mere pleasure of the buffeting; and in one
respect indeed this comparison would hold good: for, as the adventurous pair
of the Fives’ Court will afterwards send round a hat, and trust to the
bounty of the lookers-on for the means of regaling themselves, so Mr Godfrey
Nickleby and his partner, the honeymoon being over, looked out wistfully
into the world, relying in no incons
iderable degree upon chance for the
improvement of their means. Mr Nickleby’s income, at the period of his
marriage, fluctuated between sixty and eighty pounds per annum.
There are people enough in the world, Heaven knows! and even in London
(where Mr Nickleby dwelt in those days) but few complaints prevail, of the
population being scanty. It is extraordinary how long a man may look among
the crowd without discovering the face of a friend, but it is no less true.
Mr Nickleby looked, and looked, till hi
s eyes became sore as his heart, but
no friend appeared; and when, growing tired of the search, he turned his
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