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You
know
what
they
were
.
They
were
nothing
.
’
‘
But
I
am
afraid
,
’
she
returned
,
‘
to
leave
him
,
I
am
afraid
to
leave
any
of
them
.
When
I
am
gone
,
they
pervert
—
but
they
don
’
t
mean
it
—
even
Maggy
.
’
‘
It
was
a
very
innocent
commission
that
she
undertook
,
poor
thing
.
And
in
keeping
it
secret
from
you
,
she
supposed
,
no
doubt
,
that
she
was
only
saving
you
uneasiness
.
’
‘
Yes
,
I
hope
so
,
I
hope
so
.
But
I
had
better
go
home
!
It
was
but
the
other
day
that
my
sister
told
me
I
had
become
so
used
to
the
prison
that
I
had
its
tone
and
character
.
It
must
be
so
.
I
am
sure
it
must
be
when
I
see
these
things
.
My
place
is
there
.
I
am
better
there
,
it
is
unfeeling
in
me
to
be
here
,
when
I
can
do
the
least
thing
there
.
Good
-
bye
.
I
had
far
better
stay
at
home
!
’
The
agonised
way
in
which
she
poured
this
out
,
as
if
it
burst
of
itself
from
her
suppressed
heart
,
made
it
difficult
for
Clennam
to
keep
the
tears
from
his
eyes
as
he
saw
and
heard
her
.
‘
Don
’
t
call
it
home
,
my
child
!
’
he
entreated
.
‘
It
is
always
painful
to
me
to
hear
you
call
it
home
.
’
‘
But
it
is
home
!
What
else
can
I
call
home
?
Why
should
I
ever
forget
it
for
a
single
moment
?
’
‘
You
never
do
,
dear
Little
Dorrit
,
in
any
good
and
true
service
.
’
‘
I
hope
not
,
O
I
hope
not
!
But
it
is
better
for
me
to
stay
there
;
much
better
,
much
more
dutiful
,
much
happier
.
Please
don
’
t
go
with
me
,
let
me
go
by
myself
.
Good
-
bye
,
God
bless
you
.
Thank
you
,
thank
you
.
’
He
felt
that
it
was
better
to
respect
her
entreaty
,
and
did
not
move
while
her
slight
form
went
quickly
away
from
him
