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The
bell
at
the
gate
had
scarcely
sounded
when
Mr
Meagles
came
out
to
receive
them
.
Mr
Meagles
had
scarcely
come
out
,
when
Mrs
Meagles
came
out
.
Mrs
Meagles
had
scarcely
come
out
,
when
Pet
came
out
.
Pet
scarcely
had
come
out
,
when
Tattycoram
came
out
.
Never
had
visitors
a
more
hospitable
reception
.
‘
Here
we
are
,
you
see
,
’
said
Mr
Meagles
,
‘
boxed
up
,
Mr
Clennam
,
within
our
own
home
-
limits
,
as
if
we
were
never
going
to
expand
—
that
is
,
travel
—
again
.
Not
like
Marseilles
,
eh
?
No
allonging
and
marshonging
here
!
’
‘
A
different
kind
of
beauty
,
indeed
!
’
said
Clennam
,
looking
about
him
.
‘
But
,
Lord
bless
me
!
’
cried
Mr
Meagles
,
rubbing
his
hands
with
a
relish
,
‘
it
was
an
uncommonly
pleasant
thing
being
in
quarantine
,
wasn
’
t
it
?
Do
you
know
,
I
have
often
wished
myself
back
again
?
We
were
a
capital
party
.
’
This
was
Mr
Meagles
’
s
invariable
habit
.
Always
to
object
to
everything
while
he
was
travelling
,
and
always
to
want
to
get
back
to
it
when
he
was
not
travelling
.
‘
If
it
was
summer
-
time
,
’
said
Mr
Meagles
,
‘
which
I
wish
it
was
on
your
account
,
and
in
order
that
you
might
see
the
place
at
its
best
,
you
would
hardly
be
able
to
hear
yourself
speak
for
birds
.
Being
practical
people
,
we
never
allow
anybody
to
scare
the
birds
;
and
the
birds
,
being
practical
people
too
,
come
about
us
in
myriads
.
We
are
delighted
to
see
you
,
Clennam
(
if
you
’
ll
allow
me
,
I
shall
drop
the
Mister
)
;
I
heartily
assure
you
,
we
are
delighted
.
’
‘
I
have
not
had
so
pleasant
a
greeting
,
’
said
Clennam
—
then
he
recalled
what
Little
Dorrit
had
said
to
him
in
his
own
room
,
and
faithfully
added
‘
except
once
—
since
we
last
walked
to
and
fro
,
looking
down
at
the
Mediterranean
.
’
‘
Ah
!
’
returned
Mr
Meagles
.
‘
Something
like
a
look
out
,
that
was
,
wasn
’
t
it
?
I
don
’
t
want
a
military
government
,
but
I
shouldn
’
t
mind
a
little
allonging
and
marshonging
—
just
a
dash
of
it
—
in
this
neighbourhood
sometimes
.
It
’
s
Devilish
still
.
’
Bestowing
this
eulogium
on
the
retired
character
of
his
retreat
with
a
dubious
shake
of
the
head
,
Mr
Meagles
led
the
way
into
the
house
.
