 you long ago cast off, to move you so far. Rouse
yourself. Think,« said Pecksniff, »think of Me, my friend.«
    »I will,« returned old Martin, looking up into his face. »You recall me to
myself. I will.«
    »Why, what,« said Mr. Pecksniff, sitting down beside him in a chair which he
drew up for the purpose, and tapping him playfully on the arm, »what is the
matter with my strong-minded compatriot, if I may venture to take the liberty of
calling him by that endearing expression? Shall I have to scold my coadjutor, or
to reason with an intellect like his? I think not.«
    »No, no. There is no occasion,« said the old man. »A momentary feeling.
Nothing more.«
    »Indignation,« observed Mr. Pecksniff, »will bring the scalding tear into
the honest eye, I know;« he wiped his own elaborately. »But we have higher
duties to perform than that. Rouse yourself, Mr. Chuzzlewit. Shall I give
expression to your thoughts, my friend?«
    »Yes,« said old Martin, leaning back in his chair, and looking at him, half
in vacancy and half in admiration, as if he were fascinated by the man. »Speak
for me, Pecksniff. Thank you. You are true to me. Thank you!«
    »Do not unman me, sir,« said Mr. Pecksniff, shaking his hand vigorously, »or
I shall be unequal to the task. It is not agreeable to my feelings, my good sir,
to address the person who is now before us, for when I ejected him from this
house, after hearing of his unnatural conduct from your lips, I renounced
communication with him for ever. But you desire it; and that is sufficient.
Young man! The door is immediately behind the companion of your infamy. Blush if
you can; begone without a blush, if you can't.«
    Martin looked as steadily at his grandfather as if there had been a dead
silence all this time. The old man looked no less steadily at Mr. Pecksniff.
    »When I ordered you to leave this house upon the last occasion of your being
dismissed from it with disgrace,« said Mr. Pecksniff: »when, stung and
stimulated beyond endurance by your shameless conduct to this extraordinarily
noble-minded individual, I exclaimed Go forth! I told you that I wept for your
depravity. Do not suppose that the tear
