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It was in his mother's maimed writing, on a slip of paper, and contained only these words: 'I hope it is enough that you have ruined yourself. Rest contented without more ruin. Jeremiah Flintwinch is my messenger and representative. Your affectionate M. C. Clennam read this twice, in silence, and then tore it to pieces.
It did not appear altogether comfortable in expectation to Mistress Affery; but Jeremiah, without further reference to his healing medicine, took another candle from Mrs Clennam's table, and said, 'Now, sir; shall I light you down? Mr Dorrit professed himself obliged, and went down. Mr Flintwinch shut him out, and chained him out, without a moment's loss of time.
'Not you sure? Ah, Lord save us! No, she cried out, seeing the other. 'Him again! 'It's true! Him again, dear Mrs Flintwinch, cried the stranger. 'Open the door, and let me take my dear friend Jeremiah to my arms! Open the door, and let me hasten myself to embrace my Flintwinch! 'He's not at home, cried Affery. 'Fetch him! cried the stranger. 'Fetch my Flintwinch!
Why, if it had been a smothering instead of a wedding, Mrs Flintwinch cast about in her mind with great pains for this form of expression, 'I couldn't have said a word upon it, against them two clever ones. 'In good faith, I believe so. 'And so you may, Arthur. 'Affery, what girl was that in my mother's room just now? 'Girl? said Mrs Flintwinch in a rather sharp key.
Still, they had not come upon Flintwinch yet; so the sturdy digging and shovelling and carrying away went on without intermission by night and by day.
'Good evening, said Mr Flintwinch. The smoke came crookedly out of Mr Flintwinch's mouth, as if it circulated through the whole of his wry figure and came back by his wry throat, before coming forth to mingle with the smoke from the crooked chimneys and the mists from the crooked river. 'Have you any news? said Arthur. 'We have no news, said Jeremiah.
'Ha ha ha ha! And throwing Mr Flintwinch away, as a closing piece of raillery, he sat down again. The amazement, suspicion, resentment, and shame, with which Arthur looked on at all this, struck him dumb.
But Jeremiah said they was dreams, and I'll tell 'em as such! Here she put her apron in her mouth again, as if she were stopping somebody else's mouth perhaps jeremiah's, which was chattering with threats as if he were grimly cold. 'Our beloved Madame Flintwinch, said Rigaud, 'developing all of a sudden a fine susceptibility and spirituality, is right to a marvel. Yes. So runs the history.
The two returning together the lady in advance, and Mr Flintwinch coming up briskly behind, animated with the hope of shaking her before she could get housed saw the gentleman standing in the same place in the dark, and heard the strong voice of Mrs Clennam calling from her room, 'Who is it? What is it? Why does no one answer? Who is that, down there? The Word of a Gentleman
He took his little Flintwinch, with fierce playfulness, by the two lapels of his coat, and cried: 'To the Devil with the Market, to the Devil with the Pigs, and to the Devil with the Pig-Driver! Now! Give me the answer to my letter. 'If you can make it convenient to let go a moment, sir, returned Mr Flintwinch, 'I'll first hand Mr Arthur a little note that I have for him. He did so.
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