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‘
What
are
you
going
to
do
with
Little
Dorrit
?
Is
she
to
come
to
work
here
for
ever
?
To
come
to
tea
here
for
ever
?
To
come
backwards
and
forwards
here
,
in
the
same
way
,
for
ever
?
’
‘
How
can
you
talk
about
“
for
ever
”
to
a
maimed
creature
like
me
?
Are
we
not
all
cut
down
like
the
grass
of
the
field
,
and
was
not
I
shorn
by
the
scythe
many
years
ago
:
since
when
I
have
been
lying
here
,
waiting
to
be
gathered
into
the
barn
?
’
‘
Ay
,
ay
!
But
since
you
have
been
lying
here
—
not
near
dead
—
nothing
like
it
—
numbers
of
children
and
young
people
,
blooming
women
,
strong
men
,
and
what
not
,
have
been
cut
down
and
carried
;
and
still
here
are
you
,
you
see
,
not
much
changed
after
all
.
Your
time
and
mine
may
be
a
long
one
yet
.
When
I
say
for
ever
,
I
mean
(
though
I
am
not
poetical
)
through
all
our
time
.
’
Mr
Flintwinch
gave
this
explanation
with
great
calmness
,
and
calmly
waited
for
an
answer
.
‘
So
long
as
Little
Dorrit
is
quiet
and
industrious
,
and
stands
in
need
of
the
slight
help
I
can
give
her
,
and
deserves
it
;
so
long
,
I
suppose
,
unless
she
withdraws
of
her
own
act
,
she
will
continue
to
come
here
,
I
being
spared
.
’
‘
Nothing
more
than
that
?
’
said
Flintwinch
,
stroking
his
mouth
and
chin
.
‘
What
should
there
be
more
than
that
!
What
could
there
be
more
than
that
!
’
she
ejaculated
in
her
sternly
wondering
way
.
Mrs
Flintwinch
dreamed
,
that
,
for
the
space
of
a
minute
or
two
,
they
remained
looking
at
each
other
with
the
candle
between
them
,
and
that
she
somehow
derived
an
impression
that
they
looked
at
each
other
fixedly
.
‘
Do
you
happen
to
know
,
Mrs
Clennam
,
’
Affery
’
s
liege
lord
then
demanded
in
a
much
lower
voice
,
and
with
an
amount
of
expression
that
seemed
quite
out
of
proportion
to
the
simple
purpose
of
his
words
,
‘
where
she
lives
?
’
‘
No
.
’
‘
Would
you
—
now
,
would
you
like
to
know
?
’
said
Jeremiah
with
a
pounce
as
if
he
had
sprung
upon
her
.
