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'She goes on errands as well as any one. Maggy laughed. 'And is as trustworthy as the Bank of England. Maggy laughed. 'She earns her own living entirely. Entirely, sir! said Little Dorrit, in a lower and triumphant tone. 'Really does! 'What is her history? asked Clennam. 'Think of that, Maggy? said Little Dorrit, taking her two large hands and clapping them together.
He took out his note-book, opened it, shut it, dropped it into his hat, which was beside him on the desk, and looked in at it as it lay at the bottom of the hat: all with a great appearance of consideration. 'Mr Clennam, he then began, 'I am in want of information, sir. 'Connected with this firm? asked Clennam. 'No, said Pancks. 'With what then, Mr Pancks?
If you refer to the presence of any visitor you have here I say, if you refer to that, answered Tip, jerking his head with emphasis towards his shoulder nearest Clennam, 'I see! 'Is that all you say? 'That's all I say. And I suppose, added the lofty young man, after a moment's pause, 'that visitor will understand me, when I say that's all I say.
I myself always clearly foresaw the consequences, and am not surprised. And you must not be surprised. In fact, can't be surprised. Must have been prepared for it. Mr Meagles looked at his wife and at Clennam; bit his lip; and coughed.
And by that Mr Clennam too! The offence was proved, as she delivered the indictment. Clennam appeared at the carriage-door, bearing the little insensible figure in his arms. 'She has been forgotten, he said, in a tone of pity not free from reproach. She appeared to have gone to change her dress, and to have sunk down overpowered. It may have been the cheering, or it may have happened sooner.
Mr F.'s Aunt, after regarding the company for ten minutes with a malevolent gaze, delivered the following fearful remark: 'When we lived at Henley, Barnes's gander was stole by tinkers. Mr Pancks courageously nodded his head and said, 'All right, ma'am. But the effect of this mysterious communication upon Clennam was absolutely to frighten him.
The agonised way in which she poured this out, as if it burst of itself from her suppressed heart, made it difficult for Clennam to keep the tears from his eyes as he saw and heard her. 'Don't call it home, my child! he entreated. 'It is always painful to me to hear you call it home. 'But it is home! What else can I call home? Why should I ever forget it for a single moment?
Please to ask for Mrs Chivery! These instructions, Mr Chivery, who had already let him out, cautiously called through a little slide in the outer door, which he could draw back from within for the inspection of visitors when it pleased him. Arthur Clennam, with the card in his hand, betook himself to the address set forth upon it, and speedily arrived there.
This was such a new point of view that Arthur Clennam found himself at a loss how to receive it. 'You can if you like. I can give you plenty of forms to fill up. Lots of 'em here. You can have a dozen if you like. But you'll never go on with it, said number four. 'Would it be such hopeless work?
Really and truly I am astonished! Having got upon his feet to emphasise his concluding words, Young John sat down again, and fell to rolling his green packet on his right leg; never taking his eyes off Clennam, but surveying him with a fixed look of indignant reproach. 'I had got over it, sir, said John.
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