1 Mr. Gradgrind was much obliged.
2 Mrs. Gradgrind, stunned as usual, collapsed and gave it up.
3 Mr. Gradgrind did not seem favourably impressed by these cogent remarks.
4 Mr. Gradgrind frowned, and waved off the objectionable calling with his hand.
5 Here I am, Mrs. Gradgrind, anyhow, and nobody to thank for my being here, but myself.
6 Mr. Gradgrind walked homeward from the school, in a state of considerable satisfaction.
7 To his matter-of-fact home, which was called Stone Lodge, Mr. Gradgrind directed his steps.
8 No little Gradgrind had ever seen a face in the moon; it was up in the moon before it could speak distinctly.
9 Mrs. Gradgrind faintly looked at the tongs, as the most appropriate thing her imbecility could think of doing.
10 Bounderby and Gradgrind now walked, was a triumph of fact; it had no greater taint of fancy in it than Mrs. Gradgrind herself.
11 In such terms Mr. Gradgrind always mentally introduced himself, whether to his private circle of acquaintance, or to the public in general.
12 Almost as they did so, there came running round the corner of the street at a quick pace and with a frightened look, a girl whom Mr. Gradgrind recognized.
13 Whatsoever the public meeting held in Coketown, and whatsoever the subject of such meeting, some Coketowner was sure to seize the occasion of alluding to his eminently practical friend Gradgrind.
14 In the formal drawing-room of Stone Lodge, standing on the hearthrug, warming himself before the fire, Mr. Bounderby delivered some observations to Mrs. Gradgrind on the circumstance of its being his birthday.
15 Thomas Gradgrind took no heed of these trivialities of course, but passed on as a practical man ought to pass on, either brushing the noisy insects from his thoughts, or consigning them to the House of Correction.
16 He stood before the fire, partly because it was a cool spring afternoon, though the sun shone; partly because the shade of Stone Lodge was always haunted by the ghost of damp mortar; partly because he thus took up a commanding position, from which to subdue Mrs. Gradgrind.
17 No little Gradgrind had ever associated a cow in a field with that famous cow with the crumpled horn who tossed the dog who worried the cat who killed the rat who ate the malt, or with that yet more famous cow who swallowed Tom Thumb: it had never heard of those celebrities, and had only been introduced to a cow as a graminivorous ruminating quadruped with several stomachs.
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