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‘
And
what
I
was
going
to
say
,
sir
,
is
,
’
said
Little
Dorrit
,
trembling
more
and
more
,
‘
that
if
I
knew
him
,
and
I
might
,
I
would
tell
him
that
he
can
never
,
never
know
how
I
feel
his
goodness
,
and
how
my
good
father
would
feel
it
.
And
what
I
was
going
to
say
,
sir
,
is
,
that
if
I
knew
him
,
and
I
might
—
but
I
don
’
t
know
him
and
I
must
not
—
I
know
that
!
—
I
would
tell
him
that
I
shall
never
any
more
lie
down
to
sleep
without
having
prayed
to
Heaven
to
bless
him
and
reward
him
.
And
if
I
knew
him
,
and
I
might
,
I
would
go
down
on
my
knees
to
him
,
and
take
his
hand
and
kiss
it
and
ask
him
not
to
draw
it
away
,
but
to
leave
it
—
O
to
leave
it
for
a
moment
—
and
let
my
thankful
tears
fall
on
it
;
for
I
have
no
other
thanks
to
give
him
!
’
Little
Dorrit
had
put
his
hand
to
her
lips
,
and
would
have
kneeled
to
him
,
but
he
gently
prevented
her
,
and
replaced
her
in
her
chair
.
Her
eyes
,
and
the
tones
of
her
voice
,
had
thanked
him
far
better
than
she
thought
.
He
was
not
able
to
say
,
quite
as
composedly
as
usual
,
‘
There
,
Little
Dorrit
,
there
,
there
,
there
!
We
will
suppose
that
you
did
know
this
person
,
and
that
you
might
do
all
this
,
and
that
it
was
all
done
.
And
now
tell
me
,
Who
am
quite
another
person
—
who
am
nothing
more
than
the
friend
who
begged
you
to
trust
him
—
why
you
are
out
at
midnight
,
and
what
it
is
that
brings
you
so
far
through
the
streets
at
this
late
hour
,
my
slight
,
delicate
,
’
child
was
on
his
lips
again
,
‘
Little
Dorrit
!
’
‘
Maggy
and
I
have
been
to
-
night
,
’
she
answered
,
subduing
herself
with
the
quiet
effort
that
had
long
been
natural
to
her
,
‘
to
the
theatre
where
my
sister
is
engaged
.
’
‘
And
oh
ain
’
t
it
a
Ev
’
nly
place
,
’
suddenly
interrupted
Maggy
,
who
seemed
to
have
the
power
of
going
to
sleep
and
waking
up
whenever
she
chose
.
‘
Almost
as
good
as
a
hospital
.
Only
there
ain
’
t
no
Chicking
in
it
.
’
Here
she
shook
herself
,
and
fell
asleep
again
.
‘
We
went
there
,
’
said
Little
Dorrit
,
glancing
at
her
charge
,
‘
because
I
like
sometimes
to
know
,
of
my
own
knowledge
,
that
my
sister
is
doing
well
;
and
like
to
see
her
there
,
with
my
own
eyes
,
when
neither
she
nor
Uncle
is
aware
.
It
is
very
seldom
indeed
that
I
can
do
that
,
because
when
I
am
not
out
at
work
,
I
am
with
my
father
,
and
even
when
I
am
out
at
work
,
I
hurry
home
to
him
.
But
I
pretend
to
-
night
that
I
am
at
a
party
.
’
As
she
made
the
confession
,
timidly
hesitating
,
she
raised
her
eyes
to
the
face
,
and
read
its
expression
so
plainly
that
she
answered
it
.
‘
Oh
no
,
certainly
!
I
never
was
at
a
party
in
my
life
.
’
She
paused
a
little
under
his
attentive
look
,
and
then
said
,
‘
I
hope
there
is
no
harm
in
it
.
I
could
never
have
been
of
any
use
,
if
I
had
not
pretended
a
little
.
’
