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And
so
at
home
he
had
established
himself
in
business
,
and
had
invented
and
executed
,
and
worked
his
way
on
,
until
,
after
a
dozen
years
of
constant
suit
and
service
,
he
had
been
enrolled
in
the
Great
British
Legion
of
Honour
,
the
Legion
of
the
Rebuffed
of
the
Circumlocution
Office
,
and
had
been
decorated
with
the
Great
British
Order
of
Merit
,
the
Order
of
the
Disorder
of
the
Barnacles
and
Stiltstalkings
.
‘
It
is
much
to
be
regretted
,
’
said
Clennam
,
‘
that
you
ever
turned
your
thoughts
that
way
,
Mr
Doyce
.
’
‘
True
,
sir
,
true
to
a
certain
extent
.
But
what
is
a
man
to
do
?
if
he
has
the
misfortune
to
strike
out
something
serviceable
to
the
nation
,
he
must
follow
where
it
leads
him
.
’
‘
Hadn
’
t
he
better
let
it
go
?
’
said
Clennam
.
‘
He
can
’
t
do
it
,
’
said
Doyce
,
shaking
his
head
with
a
thoughtful
smile
.
‘
It
’
s
not
put
into
his
head
to
be
buried
.
It
’
s
put
into
his
head
to
be
made
useful
.
You
hold
your
life
on
the
condition
that
to
the
last
you
shall
struggle
hard
for
it
.
Every
man
holds
a
discovery
on
the
same
terms
.
’
‘
That
is
to
say
,
’
said
Arthur
,
with
a
growing
admiration
of
his
quiet
companion
,
‘
you
are
not
finally
discouraged
even
now
?
’
‘
I
have
no
right
to
be
,
if
I
am
,
’
returned
the
other
.
‘
The
thing
is
as
true
as
it
ever
was
.
’
When
they
had
walked
a
little
way
in
silence
,
Clennam
,
at
once
to
change
the
direct
point
of
their
conversation
and
not
to
change
it
too
abruptly
,
asked
Mr
Doyce
if
he
had
any
partner
in
his
business
to
relieve
him
of
a
portion
of
its
anxieties
?
‘
No
,
’
he
returned
,
‘
not
at
present
.
I
had
when
I
first
entered
on
it
,
and
a
good
man
he
was
.
But
he
has
been
dead
some
years
;
and
as
I
could
not
easily
take
to
the
notion
of
another
when
I
lost
him
,
I
bought
his
share
for
myself
and
have
gone
on
by
myself
ever
since
.
And
here
’
s
another
thing
,
’
he
said
,
stopping
for
a
moment
with
a
good
-
humoured
laugh
in
his
eyes
,
and
laying
his
closed
right
hand
,
with
its
peculiar
suppleness
of
thumb
,
on
Clennam
’
s
arm
,
‘
no
inventor
can
be
a
man
of
business
,
you
know
.
’
