OnourarrivalinDenmark,wefoundthekingandqueenofthatcountryelevatedintwoarm-chairsonakitchen-table,holdingaCourt. ThewholeoftheDanishnobilitywereinattendance;consistingofanobleboyinthewash-leatherbootsofagiganticancestor,avenerablePeerwithadirtyfacewhoseemedtohaverisenfromthepeoplelateinlife,andtheDanishchivalrywithacombinitshairandapairofwhitesilklegs,andpresentingonthewholeafeminineappearance. Mygiftedtownsmanstoodgloomilyapart,withfoldedarms,andIcouldhavewishedthathiscurlsandforeheadhadbeenmoreprobable. Severalcuriouslittlecircumstancestranspiredastheactionproceeded. Thelatekingofthecountrynotonlyappearedtohavebeentroubledwithacoughatthetimeofhisdecease,buttohavetakenitwithhimtothetomb,andtohavebroughtitback. Theroyalphantomalsocarriedaghostlymanuscriptrounditstruncheon,towhichithadtheappearanceofoccasionallyreferring,andthat,too,withanairofanxietyandatendencytolosetheplaceofreferencewhichweresuggestiveofastateofmortality. Itwasthis,Iconceive,whichledtotheShade’sbeingadvisedbythegalleryto“turnover!” —arecommendationwhichittookextremelyill. Itwaslikewisetobenotedofthismajesticspiritthatwhereasitalwaysappearedwithanairofhavingbeenoutalongtimeandwalkedanimmensedistance,itperceptiblycamefromacloselycontiguouswall. Thisoccasioneditsterrorstobereceivedderisively. TheQueenofDenmark,averybuxomlady,thoughnodoubthistoricallybrazen,wasconsideredbythepublictohavetoomuchbrassabouther;herchinbeingattachedtoherdiadembyabroadbandofthatmetal(asifshehadagorgeoustoothache),herwaistbeingencircledbyanother,andeachofherarmsbyanother,sothatshewasopenlymentionedas“thekettledrum.” Thenobleboyintheancestralboots,wasinconsistent;representinghimself,asitwereinonebreath,asanableseaman,astrollingactor,agrave-digger,aclergyman,andapersonoftheutmostimportanceataCourtfencing-match,ontheauthorityofwhosepractisedeyeandnicediscriminationthefineststrokeswerejudged. Thisgraduallyledtoawantoftolerationforhim,andeven—onhisbeingdetectedinholyorders,anddecliningtoperformthefuneralservice—tothegeneralindignationtakingtheformofnuts. Lastly,Opheliawasapreytosuchslowmusicalmadness,thatwhen,incourseoftime,shehadtakenoffherwhitemuslinscarf,foldeditup,andburiedit,asulkymanwhohadbeenlongcoolinghisimpatientnoseagainstanironbarinthefrontrowofthegallery,growled,“Nowthebaby’sputtobedlet’shavesupper!” Which,tosaytheleastofit,wasoutofkeeping. Uponmyunfortunatetownsmanalltheseincidentsaccumulatedwithplayfuleffect. WheneverthatundecidedPrincehadtoaskaquestionorstateadoubt,thepublichelpedhimoutwithit. Asforexample;onthequestionwhether‘twasnoblerinthemindtosuffer,someroaredyes,andsomeno,andsomeincliningtobothopinionssaid“tossupforit;”andquiteaDebatingSocietyarose. Whenheaskedwhatshouldsuchfellowsashedocrawlingbetweenearthandheaven,hewasencouragedwithloudcriesof“Hear,hear!” Whenheappearedwithhisstockingdisordered(itsdisorderexpressed,accordingtousage,byoneveryneatfoldinthetop,whichIsupposetobealwaysgotupwithaflatiron),aconversationtookplaceinthegalleryrespectingthepalenessofhisleg,andwhetheritwasoccasionedbytheturntheghosthadgivenhim. Onhistakingtherecorders—verylikealittleblackflutethathadjustbeenplayedintheorchestraandhandedoutatthedoor—hewascalleduponunanimouslyforRuleBritannia. Whenherecommendedtheplayernottosawtheairthus,thesulkymansaid,“Anddon’tyoudoit,neither;you’readealworsethanhim!” AndIgrievetoaddthatpealsoflaughtergreetedMr.Wopsleoneveryoneoftheseoccasions. Buthisgreatesttrialswereinthechurchyard:whichhadtheappearanceofaprimevalforest,withakindofsmallecclesiasticalwash-houseononeside,andaturnpikegateontheother. Mr.Wopsleinacomprehensiveblackcloak,beingdescriedenteringattheturnpike,thegravediggerwasadmonishedinafriendlyway,“Lookout! Here’stheundertakera-coming,toseehowyou’rea-gettingonwithyourwork!” IbelieveitiswellknowninaconstitutionalcountrythatMr.Wopslecouldnotpossiblyhavereturnedtheskull,aftermoralizingoverit,withoutdustinghisfingersonawhitenapkintakenfromhisbreast;buteventhatinnocentandindispensableactiondidnotpasswithoutthecomment“Wai-ter!” Thearrivalofthebodyforinterment(inanemptyblackboxwiththelidtumblingopen),wasthesignalforageneraljoywhichwasmuchenhancedbythediscovery,amongthebearers,ofanindividualobnoxioustoidentification. ThejoyattendedMr.WopslethroughhisstrugglewithLaertesonthebrinkoftheorchestraandthegrave,andslackenednomoreuntilhehadtumbledthekingoffthekitchen-table,andhaddiedbyinchesfromtheanklesupward. WehadmadesomepaleeffortsinthebeginningtoapplaudMr.Wopsle;buttheyweretoohopelesstobepersistedin. Thereforewehadsat,feelingkeenlyforhim,butlaughing,nevertheless,fromeartoear. Ilaughedinspiteofmyselfallthetime,thewholethingwassodroll;andyetIhadalatentimpressionthattherewassomethingdecidedlyfineinMr.Wopsle’selocution—notforoldassociations’sake,Iamafraid,butbecauseitwasveryslow,verydreary,veryup-hillanddown-hill,andveryunlikeanywayinwhichanymaninanynaturalcircumstancesoflifeordeatheverexpressedhimselfaboutanything. Whenthetragedywasover,andhehadbeencalledforandhooted,IsaidtoHerbert,“Letusgoatonce,orperhapsweshallmeethim.” Wemadeallthehastewecoulddown-stairs,butwewerenotquickenougheither. StandingatthedoorwasaJewishmanwithanunnaturalheavysmearofeyebrow,whocaughtmyeyesasweadvanced,andsaid,whenwecameupwithhim: IdentityofMr.Pipandfriendconfessed. “Mr.Waldengarver,”saidtheman,“wouldbegladtohavethehonour.” “Waldengarver?”Irepeated—whenHerbertmurmuredinmyear,“ProbablyWopsle.” “Oh!”saidI.“Yes.Shallwefollowyou?” “Afewsteps,please.”Whenwewereinasidealley,heturnedandasked,“Howdidyouthinkhelooked?—Idressedhim.” Idon’tknowwhathehadlookedlike,exceptafuneral;withtheadditionofalargeDanishsunorstarhangingroundhisneckbyablueribbon,thathadgivenhimtheappearanceofbeinginsuredinsomeextraordinaryFireOffice.ButIsaidhehadlookedverynice. “Whenhecometothegrave,”saidourconductor,“heshowedhiscloakbeautiful. But,judgingfromthewing,itlookedtomethatwhenheseetheghostinthequeen’sapartment,hemighthavemademoreofhisstockings.” Imodestlyassented,andweallfellthroughalittledirtyswingdoor,intoasortofhotpacking-caseimmediatelybehindit. HereMr.WopslewasdivestinghimselfofhisDanishgarments,andheretherewasjustroomforustolookathimoveroneanother’sshoulders,bykeepingthepacking-casedoor,orlid,wideopen. “Gentlemen,”saidMr.Wopsle,“Iamproudtoseeyou. Ihope,Mr.Pip,youwillexcusemysendinground. Ihadthehappinesstoknowyouinformertimes,andtheDramahaseverhadaclaimwhichhaseverbeenacknowledged,onthenobleandtheaffluent.” Meanwhile,Mr.Waldengarver,inafrightfulperspiration,wastryingtogethimselfoutofhisprincelysables. “Skinthestockingsoff,Mr.Waldengarver,”saidtheownerofthatproperty,“oryou’llbust‘em. Bust‘em,andyou’llbustfive-and-thirtyshillings. Shakspeareneverwascomplimentedwithafinerpair. Keepquietinyourchairnow,andleave‘emtome.” Withthat,hewentuponhisknees,andbegantoflayhisvictim;who,onthefirststockingcomingoff,wouldcertainlyhavefallenoverbackwardwithhischair,butfortherebeingnoroomtofallanyhow. Ihadbeenafraiduntilthentosayawordabouttheplay.Butthen,Mr.Waldengarverlookedupatuscomplacently,andsaid: “Gentlemen,howdiditseemtoyou,togo,infront?” Herbertsaidfrombehind(atthesametimepokingme),“capitally.”SoIsaid“capitally.” “Howdidyoulikemyreadingofthecharacter,gentlemen?”saidMr.Waldengarver,almost,ifnotquite,withpatronage. Herbertsaidfrombehind(againpokingme),“massiveandconcrete.”SoIsaidboldly,asifIhadoriginatedit,andmustbegtoinsistuponit,“massiveandconcrete.” “Iamgladtohaveyourapprobation,gentlemen,”saidMr.Waldengarver,withanairofdignity,inspiteofhisbeinggroundagainstthewallatthetime,andholdingonbytheseatofthechair. “ButI’lltellyouonething,Mr.Waldengarver,”saidthemanwhowasonhisknees,“inwhichyou’reoutinyourreading.Nowmind! Idon’tcarewhosayscontrairy;Itellyouso. You’reoutinyourreadingofHamletwhenyougetyourlegsinprofile. ThelastHamletasIdressed,madethesamemistakesinhisreadingatrehearsal,tillIgothimtoputalargeredwaferoneachofhisshins,andthenatthatrehearsal(whichwasthelast)Iwentinfront,sir,tothebackofthepit,andwheneverhisreadingbroughthimintoprofile,Icalledout“Idon’tseenowafers!”Andatnighthisreadingwaslovely.” Mr.Waldengarversmiledatme,asmuchastosay“afaithfuldependent—Ioverlookhisfolly;”andthensaidaloud,“Myviewisalittleclassicandthoughtfulforthemhere;buttheywillimprove,theywillimprove.” HerbertandIsaidtogether,Oh,nodoubttheywouldimprove. “Didyouobserve,gentlemen,”saidMr.Waldengarver,“thattherewasamaninthegallerywhoendeavouredtocastderisionontheservice—Imean,therepresentation?” Webaselyrepliedthatweratherthoughtwehadnoticedsuchaman.Iadded,“Hewasdrunk,nodoubt.” “Ohdearno,sir,”saidMr.Wopsle,“notdrunk.Hisemployerwouldseetothat,sir.Hisemployerwouldnotallowhimtobedrunk.” “Youknowhisemployer?”saidI. Mr.Wopsleshuthiseyes,andopenedthemagain;performingbothceremoniesveryslowly. “Youmusthaveobserved,gentlemen,”saidhe,“anignorantandablatantass,witharaspingthroatandacountenanceexpressiveoflowmalignity,whowentthrough—Iwillnotsaysustained—therole(ifImayuseaFrenchexpression)ofClaudiusKingofDenmark.Thatishisemployer,gentlemen.Suchistheprofession!” WithoutdistinctlyknowingwhetherIshouldhavebeenmoresorryforMr.Wopsleifhehadbeenindespair,Iwassosorryforhimasitwas,thatItooktheopportunityofhisturningroundtohavehisbracesputon—whichjostledusoutatthedoorway—toaskHerbertwhathethoughtofhavinghimhometosupper? Herbertsaidhethoughtitwouldbekindtodoso;thereforeIinvitedhim,andhewenttoBarnard’swithus,wrappeduptotheeyes,andwedidourbestforhim,andhesatuntiltwoo’clockinthemorning,reviewinghissuccessanddevelopinghisplans. Iforgetindetailwhattheywere,butIhaveageneralrecollectionthathewastobeginwithrevivingtheDrama,andtoendwithcrushingit;inasmuchashisdeceasewouldleaveitutterlybereftandwithoutachanceorhope. MiserablyIwenttobedafterall,andmiserablythoughtofEstella,andmiserablydreamedthatmyexpectationswereallcancelled,andthatIhadtogivemyhandinmarriagetoHerbert’sClara,orplayHamlettoMissHavisham’sGhost,beforetwentythousandpeople,withoutknowingtwentywordsofit.