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Rousing himself, Clennam observed that the prison had awakened from its noontide doze, that the inmates were loitering about the shady yard, and that it was late in the afternoon. He had been thinking for hours. 'Your things is come, said Mr Chivery, 'and my son is going to carry 'em up. I should have sent 'em up but for his wishing to carry 'em himself.
'Indeed, John, I will not have any perfidy if I know it; why you should suspect me of it I am at a loss to think. Did you ever hear from Mrs Chivery, your mother, that I went to see her once? 'No, sir, returned John, shortly. 'Never heard of such a thing. 'But I did. Can you imagine why? 'No, sir, returned John, shortly. 'I can't imagine why. 'I will tell you.
If he did not avail himself of this latter civility, it was only because he had lost the relish for it; inasmuch as he took everything else he could get, and would say at times, 'Extremely civil person, Chivery; very attentive man and very respectful. Young Chivery, too; really almost with a delicate perception of one's position here. A very well conducted family indeed, the Chiveries.
I was solicitous to promote Miss Dorrit's happiness; and if I could have supposed that Miss Dorrit returned your affection Poor John Chivery turned crimson to the tips of his ears. 'Miss Dorrit never did, sir.
'No, no, returned Little Dorrit. 'No, thank you. Give me your arm again, Mr Nandy. We shall soon be there now. So she talked to him as she had talked before, and they came to the Lodge and found Mr Chivery on the lock, and went in. Now, it happened that the Father of the Marshalsea was sauntering towards the Lodge at the moment when they were coming out of it, entering the prison arm in arm.
I suppose it has been through being unable to account for Chivery; but as to the connection between the two, I don't see His voice died away, as if she could not bear the pain of hearing him, and her hand had gradually crept to his lips.
'It seems to me just possible, said Arthur, when he had retraced the conversation to the water-cresses and back again, 'that you have made some reference to Miss Dorrit. 'It is just possible, sir, returned John Chivery. 'I don't understand it.
They did not so engross his attention, but that he saw, with gratitude, how the elder Mr Chivery kept the Lodge clear of prisoners; how he signed to some, with his keys, not to come in, how he nudged others with his elbows to go out, and how he made his misery as easy to him as he could.
And having now got the Channel between himself and John Chivery, he began to feel safe, and to find that the foreign air was lighter to breathe than the air of England. On again by the heavy French roads for Paris. Having now quite recovered his equanimity, Mr Dorrit, in his snug corner, fell to castle-building as he rode along. It was evident that he had a very large castle in hand.
It only brought him in wexation. And he could get that anywhere for nothing. 'How vexation, Chivery? asked the benignant father. 'No odds, returned Mr Chivery. 'Never mind. Mr Frederick going out? 'Yes, Chivery, my brother is going home to bed. He is tired, and not quite well. Take care, Frederick, take care. Good night, my dear Frederick!
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