Nicholas Nickleby
Mr Ralph Nickleby closed the thick book that contained the names
of all people who owed him money. His money-lending business was doing well,he
thought with a satisfied smile. Life had never been better. It was true that he
had never married,he had no friends and he was unpopular with his neighbors
but he did not care. People admired him because he was rich, and that was good
enough for him. In his world, money was the only thing that mattered. While, Mr
Nickleby was congratulating himself on his own success, suddenly there was a
man with strange, wild eyes walked into the room. It was Newman Noggs, Mr
Nickleby’s clerk. Then, Mr Newman gave a letter to Mr Nickleby, and he was read
the letter, it was told about his brother’s dead. When he was reading the
letter he didn’t felt sad. Then, suddenly he went to somewhere. Evidently he
went to Mrs Nickleby’s home. When he arrived at her home he knocked the door
several times, then there was a servant girl that opened the door. Mr. Nickleby
asked a question “ Is Mrs Nickleby at home?” he demanded. “ You mean Miss La
Creevy?” the girl replied. “ No, i mean Mrs Nickleby” Mr Nickleby replied. When
he talked with servant suddenly there was a woman that called from inside home,
she said “ Showed up the gentlemen up, Hannah.” Then Mr Nickleby enter into the
hall. Then he met Miss La Creevy, she is a artist. He asked a question to Miss
La Creevy about Mrs Nickleby. Then he met Mrs Nickleby. She felt so sad, and Mr
Nickleby asked a question to Mrs Nickleby how his brother died, but she didn’t
know about it. Mrs Nickleby said that she believe her husband died because
broken heart, but Mr Nickleby didn’t believe it. Then he sit on the chair and
asked a question about his nephew. Then he asked a question to Mrs Nickleby “
You say in your letter, ma’am, that my brother left you nothing when he died”
he said. “ That’s true” the widow said. “ I’ve had to sell our home to pay my
husband’s debts, and i've spent the last of my money on the journey to London.
I hoped that you would be able to help your brother’s children. That was his
dying wish”. Then he offered job to his nephew, then his nephew agreed for the
job. Nicholas met Mr Squeers, at first he was unwilling to accept Nicholas at
his assistant because he was too young and had not been to collage. But after a
few quiet words with the boy’s uncle, he offered Nicholas the job. Mr Squeers
said to Nicholas that the coach leaves at 8 o’clock tomorrow morning, so he
mustn’t be late. In the morning Nicholas immediately went to Saracen’s Head.
Then he went with his coach to Yorkshire. The journey to Yorkshire was long and
uncomfortable. It snowed heavily on the way, and everybody felt cold and
hungry. Finally the arrived at Greta Bridge. Mr Squeers and Nicholas took the
boys off the coach and pu them into a small cart, then went to Dotheboys Hall then
they arrived at Dotheboys Hall. Life at Dotheboys Hall was very hard. There was
no heating in the school, and the boys had to wash with buckets of icy water in
the mornings. They wore the same clothes every day, and they were always
hungry.The classroom was cold and dirty with broken windows. During the
lessons, the boys sat quietly,shaking with the cold. If the boys complained,
Squeers hit them with a big stick. Nicholas watched this happen with tears of
anger in his eyes, but he felt powerless to do anything. Nicholas heart was
filled with pity for these poor children,who suffered such cruel treatment. He
was especially sorry for the boy called Smike. He was older than the other
boys, he did not have lessons,but was made to do all the hard, dirty jobs
around the school. If he did something wrong Mr Squeers beat him and shouted at
him. The next day, Nicholas saw Smike was crying, then he said that his last
friend is died. Smike felt so sad and he said “ there’s no hope for me, alive
or dead. No hope”. Then Nicholas said gently, resting his hand on the boy’s
bony shoulder “ there’s always hope”. Eventually, Smike stopped crying and
moved away. Nicholas sighed sadly and went to bed.
