"Here he is, Esther," said Mr. Jarndyce, comfortably putting his hands into his pockets and stretching out his legs. "He must have a profession; he must make some choice for himself. There will be a world more wiglomeration about it, I suppose, but it must be done."

"He must have a profession," said Mr. Jarndyce, stretching out his legs; "he must make some choice for himself. There will be more wiglomeration about it, I suppose, but it must be done."
