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The faithful John was on duty when Father and Mother Meagles presented themselves at the wicket towards nightfall. Miss Dorrit was not there then, he said; but she had been there in the morning, and invariably came in the evening. Mr Clennam was slowly mending; and Maggy and Mrs Plornish and Mr Baptist took care of him by turns. Miss Dorrit was sure to come back that evening before the bell rang.
Little Dorrit could not gainsay it. She tried not to show it, but she recoiled with dread from the state of mind that had burnt so fiercely and lasted so long. It presented itself to her, with no sophistry upon it, in its own plain nature. 'I have done, said Mrs Clennam,'what it was given to me to do. I have set myself against evil; not against good.
Among other items, Messrs Peddle and Pool, solicitors, of Monument Yard, were instructed by their client Edward Dorrit, Esquire, to address a letter to Mr Arthur Clennam, enclosing the sum of twenty-four pounds nine shillings and eightpence, being the amount of principal and interest computed at the rate of five per cent. per annum, in which their client believed himself to be indebted to Mr Clennam.
The three came into the room almost together; and the Father sat down in his chair, buried his face in his hands, and uttered a groan. 'Of course, said Fanny. 'Very proper. Poor, afflicted Pa! Now, I hope you believe me, Miss? 'What is it, father? cried Little Dorrit, bending over him. 'Have I made you unhappy, father? Not I, I hope! 'You hope, indeed! I dare say!
A truly refined mind will seem to be ignorant of the existence of anything that is not perfectly proper, placid, and pleasant. Having delivered this exalted sentiment, Mrs General made a sweeping obeisance, and retired with an expression of mouth indicative of Prunes and Prism. Little Dorrit, whether speaking or silent, had preserved her quiet earnestness and her loving look.
I assure you, sir, returned John Chivery, 'in my poor humble way, sir, I'm too proud and honourable to do it, sir. Mr Dorrit was not too proud and honourable to listen at the door that he might ascertain for himself whether John really went straight out, or lingered to have any talk with any one. There was no doubt that he went direct out at the door, and away down the street with a quick step.
'Sometimes it has been rather hard to live, said Little Dorrit, in her soft voice, and timid uncomplaining way; 'but I think not harder as to that than many people find it. 'That's well said! Mrs Clennam quickly returned. 'That's the truth! You are a good, thoughtful girl. You are a grateful girl too, or I much mistake you. 'It is only natural to be that.
'Good! Mr Pancks glanced at the wall of the adjoining room, and stooped forward. 'Honest creature, woman of capital points, but heedless and a loose talker, Miss Dorrit. With that he rubbed his hands as if the interview had been very satisfactory to him, panted away to the door, and urbanely nodded himself out again.
And Mr Dorrit's daughter that day began, in earnest, her competition with that woman not present; and began it so well that Mr Dorrit could all but have taken his affidavit, if required, that Mrs Sparkler had all her life been lying at full length in the lap of luxury, and had never heard of such a rough word in the English tongue as Marshalsea.
I have remarked that Little Dorrit was a reversion to the form of the first books, but not to their spirit; Our Mutual Friend is a reversion to the spirit as well as the form. Compare, for instance, the public figures that make a background in each book. Mr. Merdle is a commercial man having no great connection with the plot; similarly Mr.
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