human
However, said Mr. Jarndyce,
gpt
Here he is, Esther, said Mr. Jarndyce, comfortably putting his hands in his pockets and stretching out his legs.
human
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.
gpt
More what, Guardian?
human
More Wiglomeration, said he.
gpt
It's the only name I know for the thing. He is a ward in Chancery, my dear. Kenge and Carboy will have something to say about it;--Master Somebody--a sort of ridiculous Sexton, digging graves for the merits of causes in a back room at the end of Qualify Court, Chancery-lane--will have something to say about it; Counsel will have something to say about it; the Chancellor will have something to say about it; the Satellites will have something to say about it; they will all have to be handsomely fee'd, all round, about it; the whole thing will be vastly ceremonious, wordy, unsatisfactory, and expensive, and I call it, in general, Wiglomeration. How mankind ever came to be afflicted with Wiglomeration, or for whose sins these young people ever fell into a pit of it, I don't know; so it is.