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institution had left them on its adjournment. The Snuggery had two
of the qualities popularly held to be essential to grog for ladies,
in respect that it was hot and strong; but in the third point of
analogy, requiring plenty of it, the Snuggery was defective; being
but a cooped-up apartment.

The unaccustomed visitor from outside, naturally assumed everybody
here to be prisoners--landlord, waiter, barmaid, potboy, and all.
Whether they were or not, did not appear; but they all had a weedy
look. The keeper of a chandler's shop in a front parlour, who took
in gentlemen boarders, lent his assistance in making the bed. He
had been a tailor in his time, and had kept a phaeton, he said. He
boasted that he stood up litigiously for the interests of the
college; and he had undefined and undefinable ideas that the
marshal intercepted a 'Fund,' which ought to come to the
collegians. He liked to believe this, and always impressed the
shadowy grievance on new-comers and strangers; though he could not,
for his life, have explained what Fund he meant, or how the notion
had got rooted in his soul. He had fully convinced himself,
notwithstanding, that his own proper share of the Fund was three
and ninepence a week; and that in this amount he, as an individual
collegian, was swindled by the marshal, regularly every Monday.
Apparently, he helped to make the bed, that he might not lose an
opportunity of stating this case; after which unloading of his
mind, and after announcing (as it seemed he always did, without
anything coming of it) that he was going to write a letter to the
papers and show the marshal up, he fell into miscellaneous
conversation with the rest. It was evident from the general tone
of the whole party, that they had come to regard insolvency as the
normal state of mankind, and the payment of debts as a disease that
occasionally broke out.
In this strange scene, and with these strange spectres flitting
about him, Arthur Clennam looked on at the preparations as if they
were part of a dream. Pending which, the long-initiated Tip, with
an awful enjoyment of the Snuggery's resources, pointed out the
common kitchen fire maintained by subscription of collegians, the
boiler for hot water supported in like manner, and other premises
generally tending to the deduction that the way to be healthy,
wealthy, and wise, was to come to the Marshalsea.

The two tables put together in a corner, were, at length, converted
into a very fair bed; and the stranger was left to the Windsor
chairs, the presidential tribune, the beery atmosphere, sawdust,
pipe-lights, spittoons and repose. But the last item was long,
long, long, in linking itself to the rest. The novelty of the
place, the coming upon it without preparation, the sense of being
locked up, the remembrance of that room up-stairs, of the two
brothers, and above all of the retiring childish form, and the face
in which he now saw years of insufficient food, if not of want,
kept him waking and unhappy.

Speculations, too, bearing the strangest relations towards the

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