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When
he
had
got
so
far
,
it
came
again
into
his
head
that
the
question
was
,
not
what
they
thought
of
it
,
but
what
she
thought
of
it
.
Arthur
Clennam
was
a
retiring
man
,
with
a
sense
of
many
deficiencies
;
and
he
so
exalted
the
merits
of
the
beautiful
Minnie
in
his
mind
,
and
depressed
his
own
,
that
when
he
pinned
himself
to
this
point
,
his
hopes
began
to
fail
him
.
He
came
to
the
final
resolution
,
as
he
made
himself
ready
for
dinner
,
that
he
would
not
allow
himself
to
fall
in
love
with
Pet
.
There
were
only
five
,
at
a
round
table
,
and
it
was
very
pleasant
indeed
.
They
had
so
many
places
and
people
to
recall
,
and
they
were
all
so
easy
and
cheerful
together
(
Daniel
Doyce
either
sitting
out
like
an
amused
spectator
at
cards
,
or
coming
in
with
some
shrewd
little
experiences
of
his
own
,
when
it
happened
to
be
to
the
purpose
)
,
that
they
might
have
been
together
twenty
times
,
and
not
have
known
so
much
of
one
another
.
‘
And
Miss
Wade
,
’
said
Mr
Meagles
,
after
they
had
recalled
a
number
of
fellow
-
travellers
.
‘
Has
anybody
seen
Miss
Wade
?
’
‘
I
have
,
’
said
Tattycoram
.
She
had
brought
a
little
mantle
which
her
young
mistress
had
sent
for
,
and
was
bending
over
her
,
putting
it
on
,
when
she
lifted
up
her
dark
eyes
and
made
this
unexpected
answer
.
‘
Tatty
!
’
her
young
mistress
exclaimed
.
‘
You
seen
Miss
Wade
?
—
where
?
’
‘
Here
,
miss
,
’
said
Tattycoram
.
‘
How
?
’
