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Updated: June 17, 2025
'I have it on the witnessing of these two madmen, said Monsieur Blandois, otherwise Lagnier, otherwise Rigaud, 'that you want me, brother-bird. Here I am! Glancing round contemptuously at the bedstead, which was turned up by day, he leaned his back against it as a resting-place, without removing his hat from his head, and stood defiantly lounging with his hands in his pockets.
The first object that confronted Little Dorrit, entering first, was Blandois of Paris in a great cloak and a furtive slouched hat, standing on a throne platform in a corner, as he had stood on the Great Saint Bernard, when the warning arms seemed to be all pointing up at him. She recoiled from this figure, as it smiled at her. 'Don't be alarmed, said Gowan, coming from his easel behind the door.
Arthur did not fail to observe this; though the difference between the present occasion and the former was not within his power of observation. 'Madame, said Blandois, 'do me the honour to present me to Monsieur, your son. It appears to me, madame, that Monsieur, your son, is disposed to complain of me. He is not polite.
'Faith, madam, no; I am neither born nor bred in England. In effect, I am of no country, said Mr Blandois, stretching out his leg and smiting it: 'I descend from half-a-dozen countries. 'You have been much about the world? 'It is true. By Heaven, madam, I have been here and there and everywhere! 'You have no ties, probably. Are not married?
Mr Flintwinch gravely pledged him, and drank all the wine he could get, and said nothing. In short, Mr Blandois found that to pour port wine into the reticent Flintwinch was, not to open him but to shut him up.
His time in London was very nearly out, and was anticipated by engagements; his plans were made for returning; and he thought it behoved his importance to pursue some direct inquiry into the Blandois disappearance, and be in a condition to carry back to Mr Henry Gowan the result of his own personal investigation.
Tell him that it is his old Blandois, who comes from arriving in England; tell him that it is his little boy who is here, his cabbage, his well-beloved! Open the door, beautiful Mrs Flintwinch, and in the meantime let me to pass upstairs, to present my compliments homage of Blandois to my lady! My lady lives always? It is well. Open then!
'To think better of it, returned the gallant Blandois, 'would be to slight a lady; to slight a lady would be to be deficient in chivalry towards the sex; and chivalry towards the sex is a part of my character! Thus expressing himself, he threw the draggled skirt of his cloak over his shoulder, and accompanied Mr Flintwinch to the tavern; taking up on the road a porter who was waiting with his portmanteau on the outer side of the gateway.
Mr Blandois, during this exposition, had been strictly attentive, keeping his eyes fastened on the lady, and thoughtfully stroking his moustache with his two hands. Mr Flintwinch had been a little fidgety, and now struck in. 'There, there, there! said he. 'That is quite understood, Mrs Clennam, and you have spoken piously and well.
Mr Blandois being enraptured, they walked through other garrets and passages, and came down the staircase again. By this time Mr Flintwinch had remarked that he never found the visitor looking at any room, after throwing one quick glance around, but always found the visitor looking at him, Mr Flintwinch. With this discovery in his thoughts, he turned about on the staircase for another experiment.
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