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Putting
the
chair
from
which
he
had
risen
nearer
to
the
grate
,
he
made
her
sit
down
in
it
;
and
hurriedly
bringing
wood
and
coal
,
heaped
them
together
and
got
a
blaze
.
‘
Your
foot
is
like
marble
,
my
child
;
’
he
had
happened
to
touch
it
,
while
stooping
on
one
knee
at
his
work
of
kindling
the
fire
;
‘
put
it
nearer
the
warmth
.
’
Little
Dorrit
thanked
him
hastily
.
It
was
quite
warm
,
it
was
very
warm
!
It
smote
upon
his
heart
to
feel
that
she
hid
her
thin
,
worn
shoe
.
Little
Dorrit
was
not
ashamed
of
her
poor
shoes
.
He
knew
her
story
,
and
it
was
not
that
.
Little
Dorrit
had
a
misgiving
that
he
might
blame
her
father
,
if
he
saw
them
;
that
he
might
think
,
‘
why
did
he
dine
to
-
day
,
and
leave
this
little
creature
to
the
mercy
of
the
cold
stones
!
’
She
had
no
belief
that
it
would
have
been
a
just
reflection
;
she
simply
knew
,
by
experience
,
that
such
delusions
did
sometimes
present
themselves
to
people
.
It
was
a
part
of
her
father
’
s
misfortunes
that
they
did
.
‘
Before
I
say
anything
else
,
’
Little
Dorrit
began
,
sitting
before
the
pale
fire
,
and
raising
her
eyes
again
to
the
face
which
in
its
harmonious
look
of
interest
,
and
pity
,
and
protection
,
she
felt
to
be
a
mystery
far
above
her
in
degree
,
and
almost
removed
beyond
her
guessing
at
;
‘
may
I
tell
you
something
,
sir
?
’
‘
Yes
,
my
child
.
’
A
slight
shade
of
distress
fell
upon
her
,
at
his
so
often
calling
her
a
child
.
She
was
surprised
that
he
should
see
it
,
or
think
of
such
a
slight
thing
;
but
he
said
directly
:
‘
I
wanted
a
tender
word
,
and
could
think
of
no
other
.
As
you
just
now
gave
yourself
the
name
they
give
you
at
my
mother
’
s
,
and
as
that
is
the
name
by
which
I
always
think
of
you
,
let
me
call
you
Little
Dorrit
.
’
‘
Thank
you
,
sir
,
I
should
like
it
better
than
any
name
.
’
‘
Little
Dorrit
.
’
