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Down
in
to
the
Yard
,
by
way
of
the
steps
,
came
Daniel
Doyce
,
Mr
Meagles
,
and
Clennam
.
Passing
along
the
Yard
,
and
between
the
open
doors
on
either
hand
,
all
abundantly
garnished
with
light
children
nursing
heavy
ones
,
they
arrived
at
its
opposite
boundary
,
the
gateway
.
Here
Arthur
Clennam
stopped
to
look
about
him
for
the
domicile
of
Plornish
,
plasterer
,
whose
name
,
according
to
the
custom
of
Londoners
,
Daniel
Doyce
had
never
seen
or
heard
of
to
that
hour
.
It
was
plain
enough
,
nevertheless
,
as
Little
Dorrit
had
said
;
over
a
lime
-
splashed
gateway
in
the
corner
,
within
which
Plornish
kept
a
ladder
and
a
barrel
or
two
.
The
last
house
in
Bleeding
Heart
Yard
which
she
had
described
as
his
place
of
habitation
,
was
a
large
house
,
let
off
to
various
tenants
;
but
Plornish
ingeniously
hinted
that
he
lived
in
the
parlour
,
by
means
of
a
painted
hand
under
his
name
,
the
forefinger
of
which
hand
(
on
which
the
artist
had
depicted
a
ring
and
a
most
elaborate
nail
of
the
genteelest
form
)
referred
all
inquirers
to
that
apartment
.
Parting
from
his
companions
,
after
arranging
another
meeting
with
Mr
Meagles
,
Clennam
went
alone
into
the
entry
,
and
knocked
with
his
knuckles
at
the
parlour
-
door
.
It
was
opened
presently
by
a
woman
with
a
child
in
her
arms
,
whose
unoccupied
hand
was
hastily
rearranging
the
upper
part
of
her
dress
.
This
was
Mrs
Plornish
,
and
this
maternal
action
was
the
action
of
Mrs
Plornish
during
a
large
part
of
her
waking
existence
.
Was
Mr
Plornish
at
home
?
‘
Well
,
sir
,
’
said
Mrs
Plornish
,
a
civil
woman
,
‘
not
to
deceive
you
,
he
’
s
gone
to
look
for
a
job
.
’
‘
Not
to
deceive
you
’
was
a
method
of
speech
with
Mrs
Plornish
.
She
would
deceive
you
,
under
any
circumstances
,
as
little
as
might
be
;
but
she
had
a
trick
of
answering
in
this
provisional
form
.
‘
Do
you
think
he
will
be
back
soon
,
if
I
wait
for
him
?
’
‘
I
have
been
expecting
him
,
’
said
Mrs
Plornish
,
‘
this
half
an
hour
,
at
any
minute
of
time
.
Walk
in
,
sir
.
’
Arthur
entered
the
rather
dark
and
close
parlour
(
though
it
was
lofty
too
)
,
and
sat
down
in
the
chair
she
placed
for
him
.
‘
Not
to
deceive
you
,
sir
,
I
notice
it
,
’
said
Mrs
Plornish
,
‘
and
I
take
it
kind
of
you
.
’
