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Poor
Flora
rejoined
with
a
plain
sincerity
which
became
her
better
than
her
youngest
glances
,
that
she
was
glad
he
thought
so
.
She
said
it
with
so
much
heart
that
Clennam
would
have
given
a
great
deal
to
buy
his
old
character
of
her
on
the
spot
,
and
throw
it
and
the
mermaid
away
for
ever
.
‘
I
think
,
Flora
,
’
he
said
,
‘
that
the
employment
you
can
give
Little
Dorrit
,
and
the
kindness
you
can
show
her
—
’
‘
Yes
and
I
will
,
’
said
Flora
,
quickly
.
‘
I
am
sure
of
it
—
will
be
a
great
assistance
and
support
to
her
.
I
do
not
feel
that
I
have
the
right
to
tell
you
what
I
know
of
her
,
for
I
acquired
the
knowledge
confidentially
,
and
under
circumstances
that
bind
me
to
silence
.
But
I
have
an
interest
in
the
little
creature
,
and
a
respect
for
her
that
I
cannot
express
to
you
.
Her
life
has
been
one
of
such
trial
and
devotion
,
and
such
quiet
goodness
,
as
you
can
scarcely
imagine
.
I
can
hardly
think
of
her
,
far
less
speak
of
her
,
without
feeling
moved
.
Let
that
feeling
represent
what
I
could
tell
you
,
and
commit
her
to
your
friendliness
with
my
thanks
.
’
Once
more
he
put
out
his
hand
frankly
to
poor
Flora
;
once
more
poor
Flora
couldn
’
t
accept
it
frankly
,
found
it
worth
nothing
openly
,
must
make
the
old
intrigue
and
mystery
of
it
.
As
much
to
her
own
enjoyment
as
to
his
dismay
,
she
covered
it
with
a
corner
of
her
shawl
as
she
took
it
.
Then
,
looking
towards
the
glass
front
of
the
counting
-
house
,
and
seeing
two
figures
approaching
,
she
cried
with
infinite
relish
,
‘
Papa
!
Hush
,
Arthur
,
for
Mercy
’
s
sake
!
’
and
tottered
back
to
her
chair
with
an
amazing
imitation
of
being
in
danger
of
swooning
,
in
the
dread
surprise
and
maidenly
flutter
of
her
spirits
.
The
Patriarch
,
meanwhile
,
came
inanely
beaming
towards
the
counting
-
house
in
the
wake
of
Pancks
.
Pancks
opened
the
door
for
him
,
towed
him
in
,
and
retired
to
his
own
moorings
in
a
corner
.
‘
I
heard
from
Flora
,
’
said
the
Patriarch
with
his
benevolent
smile
,
‘
that
she
was
coming
to
call
,
coming
to
call
.
And
being
out
,
I
thought
I
’
d
come
also
,
thought
I
’
d
come
also
.
’
The
benign
wisdom
he
infused
into
this
declaration
(
not
of
itself
profound
)
,
by
means
of
his
blue
eyes
,
his
shining
head
,
and
his
long
white
hair
,
was
most
impressive
.
It
seemed
worth
putting
down
among
the
noblest
sentiments
enunciated
by
the
best
of
men
.
Also
,
when
he
said
to
Clennam
,
seating
himself
in
the
proffered
chair
,
‘
And
you
are
in
a
new
business
,
Mr
Clennam
?
I
wish
you
well
,
sir
,
I
wish
you
well
!
’
he
seemed
to
have
done
benevolent
wonders
.
‘
Mrs
Finching
has
been
telling
me
,
sir
,
’
said
Arthur
,
after
making
his
acknowledgments
;
the
relict
of
the
late
Mr
F
.
