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‘
I
thought
our
good
friend
a
little
changed
,
and
out
of
spirits
,
after
he
came
this
morning
?
’
said
Clennam
.
‘
Yes
,
’
returned
Doyce
.
‘
But
not
his
daughter
?
’
said
Clennam
.
‘
No
,
’
said
Doyce
.
There
was
a
pause
on
both
sides
.
Mr
Doyce
,
still
looking
at
the
flame
of
his
candle
,
slowly
resumed
:
‘
The
truth
is
,
he
has
twice
taken
his
daughter
abroad
in
the
hope
of
separating
her
from
Mr
Gowan
.
He
rather
thinks
she
is
disposed
to
like
him
,
and
he
has
painful
doubts
(
I
quite
agree
with
him
,
as
I
dare
say
you
do
)
of
the
hopefulness
of
such
a
marriage
.
’
‘
There
—
’
Clennam
choked
,
and
coughed
,
and
stopped
.
‘
Yes
,
you
have
taken
cold
,
’
said
Daniel
Doyce
.
But
without
looking
at
him
.
‘
—
There
is
an
engagement
between
them
,
of
course
?
’
said
Clennam
airily
.
‘
No
.
As
I
am
told
,
certainly
not
.
It
has
been
solicited
on
the
gentleman
’
s
part
,
but
none
has
been
made
.
Since
their
recent
return
,
our
friend
has
yielded
to
a
weekly
visit
,
but
that
is
the
utmost
