Miss Gradgrind readily permitting Mrs. Sparsit to do anything she pleased, that considerate lady made the beverage, and handed it to Mr. Bounderby. “It will do you good, sir. It will warm your heart. It is the sort of thing you want, and ought to take, sir.” And when Mr. Bounderby said, “Your health, ma’am!” she answered with great feeling, “Thank you, sir. The same to you, and happiness also.” Finally, she wished him good night, with great pathos; and Mr. Bounderby went to bed, with a maudlin persuasion that he had been crossed in something tender, though he could not, for his life, have mentioned what it was.