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‘
The
Monument
near
London
Bridge
,
’
that
lady
instantly
proclaimed
,
‘
was
put
up
arter
the
Great
Fire
of
London
;
and
the
Great
Fire
of
London
was
not
the
fire
in
which
your
uncle
George
’
s
workshops
was
burned
down
.
’
Mr
Pancks
,
with
his
former
courage
,
said
,
‘
Indeed
,
ma
’
am
?
All
right
!
’
But
appearing
to
be
incensed
by
imaginary
contradiction
,
or
other
ill
-
usage
,
Mr
F
.
‘
s
Aunt
,
instead
of
relapsing
into
silence
,
made
the
following
additional
proclamation
:
‘
I
hate
a
fool
!
’
She
imparted
to
this
sentiment
,
in
itself
almost
Solomonic
,
so
extremely
injurious
and
personal
a
character
by
levelling
it
straight
at
the
visitor
’
s
head
,
that
it
became
necessary
to
lead
Mr
F
.
‘
s
Aunt
from
the
room
.
This
was
quietly
done
by
Flora
;
Mr
F
.
‘
s
Aunt
offering
no
resistance
,
but
inquiring
on
her
way
out
,
‘
What
he
come
there
for
,
then
?
’
with
implacable
animosity
.
When
Flora
returned
,
she
explained
that
her
legacy
was
a
clever
old
lady
,
but
was
sometimes
a
little
singular
,
and
‘
took
dislikes
’
—
peculiarities
of
which
Flora
seemed
to
be
proud
rather
than
otherwise
.
As
Flora
’
s
good
nature
shone
in
the
case
,
Clennam
had
no
fault
to
find
with
the
old
lady
for
eliciting
it
,
now
that
he
was
relieved
from
the
terrors
of
her
presence
;
and
they
took
a
glass
or
two
of
wine
in
peace
.
Foreseeing
then
that
the
Pancks
would
shortly
get
under
weigh
,
and
that
the
Patriarch
would
go
to
sleep
,
he
pleaded
the
necessity
of
visiting
his
mother
,
and
asked
Mr
Pancks
in
which
direction
he
was
going
?
‘
Citywards
,
sir
,
’
said
Pancks
.
‘
Shall
we
walk
together
?
’
said
Arthur
.
‘
Quite
agreeable
,
’
said
Pancks
.
Meanwhile
Flora
was
murmuring
in
rapid
snatches
for
his
ear
,
that
there
was
a
time
and
that
the
past
was
a
yawning
gulf
however
and
that
a
golden
chain
no
longer
bound
him
and
that
she
revered
the
memory
of
the
late
Mr
F
.
and
that
she
should
be
at
home
to
-
morrow
at
half
-
past
one
and
that
the
decrees
of
Fate
were
beyond
recall
and
that
she
considered
nothing
so
improbable
as
that
he
ever
walked
on
the
north
-
west
side
of
Gray
’
s
-
Inn
Gardens
at
exactly
four
o
’
clock
in
the
afternoon
.
He
tried
at
parting
to
give
his
hand
in
frankness
to
the
existing
Flora
—
not
the
vanished
Flora
,
or
the
mermaid
—
but
Flora
wouldn
’
t
have
it
,
couldn
’
t
have
it
,
was
wholly
destitute
of
the
power
of
separating
herself
and
him
from
their
bygone
characters
.
He
left
the
house
miserably
enough
;
and
so
much
more
light
-
headed
than
ever
,
that
if
it
had
not
been
his
good
fortune
to
be
towed
away
,
he
might
,
for
the
first
quarter
of
an
hour
,
have
drifted
anywhere
.
When
he
began
to
come
to
himself
,
in
the
cooler
air
and
the
absence
of
Flora
,
he
found
Pancks
at
full
speed
,
cropping
such
scanty
pasturage
of
nails
as
he
could
find
,
and
snorting
at
intervals
.
These
,
in
conjunction
with
one
hand
in
his
pocket
and
his
roughened
hat
hind
side
before
,
were
evidently
the
conditions
under
which
he
reflected
.
