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She is never to blame in any such instance. Mr Blandois, having finished his repast and cleaned his fingers, took a cigar from his pocket, and, lying on the window-seat again, smoked it out at his leisure, occasionally apostrophising the smoke as it parted from his thin lips in a thin stream: 'Blandois, you shall turn the tables on society, my little child. Haha!
Inquiring after him at night, Mr Flintwinch found, with surprise, that he had paid his bill and gone back to the Continent by way of Calais. Nevertheless, Jeremiah scraped out of his cogitating face a lively conviction that Mr Blandois would keep his word on this occasion, and would be seen again. Spirit This old man is always a little old man.
You seem to be quite in good spirits. 'In admirable spirits, returned Blandois. 'Word of honour! never more refreshed in spirits. Do you ever have presentiments, Mr Flintwinch? 'I am not sure that I know what you mean by the term, sir, replied that gentleman. 'Say, in this case, Mr Flintwinch, undefined anticipations of pleasure to come.
He thought, then, that her cheek was more strained than usual, and that it was colder. As he followed the direction of her eyes, in rising again, towards Mr Flintwinch's good friend, Mr Blandois, Mr Blandois snapped his finger and thumb with one loud contemptuous snap.
In the second place, he opposed the prevalent feeling, because with many capacities of being otherwise, he was an ill-conditioned man. He found a pleasure in declaring that a courtier with the refined manners of Blandois ought to rise to the greatest distinction in any polished country.
Mr Blandois proposed having the largest glasses in the house, to which Mr Flintwinch assented. The bumpers filled, Mr Blandois, with a roystering gaiety, clinked the top of his glass against the bottom of Mr Flintwinch's, and the bottom of his glass against the top of Mr Flintwinch's, and drank to the intimate acquaintance he foresaw.
It chanced, however, that his wife expressed a dislike to the engaging Blandois, and that the balance of feeling in the hotel was against him. Upon it, Gowan resolved to encourage him. Why this perversity, if it were not in a generous fit? which it was not.
'I can't say I'm sensible of such a sensation at present, returned Mr Flintwinch with the utmost gravity. 'If I should find it coming on, I'll mention it. 'Now I, said Blandois, 'I, my son, have a presentiment to-night that we shall be well acquainted. Do you find it coming on? 'N-no, returned Mr Flintwinch, deliberately inquiring of himself. 'I can't say I do.
He spoke, and moved forward beside Fanny. She started again to find Blandois close to her, handing Fanny into the boat. 'Gowan has had a loss, he said, 'since he was made happy to-day by a visit from fair ladies. 'A loss? repeated Fanny, relinquished by the bereaved Sparkler, and taking her seat. 'A loss, said Blandois. 'His dog Lion. Little Dorrit's hand was in his, as he spoke.
'Who? demanded Mr Flintwinch, with another screw at him. Mr Blandois shook his right forefinger towards the sick room, and his left forefinger towards the portrait, and then, putting his arms akimbo and striding his legs wide apart, stood smiling down at Mr Flintwinch with the advancing nose and the retreating moustache. 'As happy as most other married people, I suppose, returned Mr Flintwinch.
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