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‘
That
,
’
said
Mrs
Chivery
,
‘
took
place
on
that
same
day
when
to
this
house
I
see
that
John
with
these
eyes
return
.
Never
been
himself
in
this
house
since
.
Never
was
like
what
he
has
been
since
,
not
from
the
hour
when
to
this
house
seven
year
ago
me
and
his
father
,
as
tenants
by
the
quarter
,
came
!
’
An
effect
in
the
nature
of
an
affidavit
was
gained
from
this
speech
by
Mrs
Chivery
’
s
peculiar
power
of
construction
.
‘
May
I
venture
to
inquire
what
is
your
version
of
the
matter
?
’
‘
You
may
,
’
said
Mrs
Chivery
,
‘
and
I
will
give
it
to
you
in
honour
and
in
word
as
true
as
in
this
shop
I
stand
.
Our
John
has
every
one
’
s
good
word
and
every
one
’
s
good
wish
.
He
played
with
her
as
a
child
when
in
that
yard
a
child
she
played
.
He
has
known
her
ever
since
.
He
went
out
upon
the
Sunday
afternoon
when
in
this
very
parlour
he
had
dined
,
and
met
her
,
with
appointment
or
without
appointment
;
which
,
I
do
not
pretend
to
say
.
He
made
his
offer
to
her
.
Her
brother
and
sister
is
high
in
their
views
,
and
against
Our
John
.
Her
father
is
all
for
himself
in
his
views
and
against
sharing
her
with
any
one
.
Under
which
circumstances
she
has
answered
Our
John
,
“
No
,
John
,
I
cannot
have
you
,
I
cannot
have
any
husband
,
it
is
not
my
intentions
ever
to
become
a
wife
,
it
is
my
intentions
to
be
always
a
sacrifice
,
farewell
,
find
another
worthy
of
you
,
and
forget
me
!
”
This
is
the
way
in
which
she
is
doomed
to
be
a
constant
slave
to
them
that
are
not
worthy
that
a
constant
slave
she
unto
them
should
be
.
This
is
the
way
in
which
Our
John
has
come
to
find
no
pleasure
but
in
taking
cold
among
the
linen
,
and
in
showing
in
that
yard
,
as
in
that
yard
I
have
myself
shown
you
,
a
broken
-
down
ruin
that
goes
home
to
his
mother
’
s
heart
!
’
Here
the
good
woman
pointed
to
the
little
window
,
whence
her
son
might
be
seen
sitting
disconsolate
in
the
tuneless
groves
;
and
again
shook
her
head
and
wiped
her
eyes
,
and
besought
him
,
for
the
united
sakes
of
both
the
young
people
,
to
exercise
his
influence
towards
the
bright
reversal
of
these
dismal
events
.
She
was
so
confident
in
her
exposition
of
the
case
,
and
it
was
so
undeniably
founded
on
correct
premises
in
so
far
as
the
relative
positions
of
Little
Dorrit
and
her
family
were
concerned
,
that
Clennam
could
not
feel
positive
on
the
other
side
.
He
had
come
to
attach
to
Little
Dorrit
an
interest
so
peculiar
—
an
interest
that
removed
her
from
,
while
it
grew
out
of
,
the
common
and
coarse
things
surrounding
her
—
that
he
found
it
disappointing
,
disagreeable
,
almost
painful
,
to
suppose
her
in
love
with
young
Mr
Chivery
in
the
back
-
yard
,
or
any
such
person
.
On
the
other
hand
,
he
reasoned
with
himself
that
she
was
just
as
good
and
just
as
true
in
love
with
him
,
as
not
in
love
with
him
;
and
that
to
make
a
kind
of
domesticated
fairy
of
her
,
on
the
penalty
of
isolation
at
heart
from
the
only
people
she
knew
,
would
be
but
a
weakness
of
his
own
fancy
,
and
not
a
kind
one
.
Still
,
her
youthful
and
ethereal
appearance
,
her
timid
manner
,
the
charm
of
her
sensitive
voice
and
eyes
,
the
very
many
respects
in
which
she
had
interested
him
out
of
her
own
individuality
,
and
the
strong
difference
between
herself
and
those
about
her
,
were
not
in
unison
,
and
were
determined
not
to
be
in
unison
,
with
this
newly
presented
idea
.
He
told
the
worthy
Mrs
Chivery
,
after
turning
these
things
over
in
his
mind
—
he
did
that
,
indeed
,
while
she
was
yet
speaking
—
that
he
might
be
relied
upon
to
do
his
utmost
at
all
times
to
promote
the
happiness
of
Miss
Dorrit
,
and
to
further
the
wishes
of
her
heart
if
it
were
in
his
power
to
do
so
,
and
if
he
could
discover
what
they
were
.
At
the
same
time
he
cautioned
her
against
assumptions
and
appearances
;
enjoined
strict
silence
and
secrecy
,
lest
Miss
Dorrit
should
be
made
unhappy
;
and
particularly
advised
her
to
endeavour
to
win
her
son
’
s
confidence
and
so
to
make
quite
sure
of
the
state
of
the
case
.
Mrs
Chivery
considered
the
latter
precaution
superfluous
,
but
said
she
would
try
.
She
shook
her
head
as
if
she
had
not
derived
all
the
comfort
she
had
fondly
expected
from
this
interview
,
but
thanked
him
nevertheless
for
the
trouble
he
had
kindly
taken
.
They
then
parted
good
friends
,
and
Arthur
walked
away
.
The
crowd
in
the
street
jostling
the
crowd
in
his
mind
,
and
the
two
crowds
making
a
confusion
,
he
avoided
London
Bridge
,
and
turned
off
in
the
quieter
direction
of
the
Iron
Bridge
.
He
had
scarcely
set
foot
upon
it
,
when
he
saw
Little
Dorrit
walking
on
before
him
.
It
was
a
pleasant
day
,
with
a
light
breeze
blowing
,
and
she
seemed
to
have
that
minute
come
there
for
air
.
He
had
left
her
in
her
father
’
s
room
within
an
hour
.
