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When
the
Princess
made
inquiries
why
the
wheel
had
stopped
,
and
where
the
tiny
woman
was
,
she
was
informed
that
the
wheel
had
stopped
because
there
was
nobody
to
turn
it
,
the
tiny
woman
being
dead
.
’
(
‘
They
ought
to
have
took
her
to
the
Hospital
,
’
said
Maggy
,
and
then
she
’
d
have
got
over
it
.
’
)
‘
The
Princess
,
after
crying
a
very
little
for
the
loss
of
the
tiny
woman
,
dried
her
eyes
and
got
out
of
her
carriage
at
the
place
where
she
had
stopped
it
before
,
and
went
to
the
cottage
and
peeped
in
at
the
door
.
There
was
nobody
to
look
at
her
now
,
and
nobody
for
her
to
look
at
,
so
she
went
in
at
once
to
search
for
the
treasured
shadow
.
But
there
was
no
sign
of
it
to
be
found
anywhere
;
and
then
she
knew
that
the
tiny
woman
had
told
her
the
truth
,
and
that
it
would
never
give
anybody
any
trouble
,
and
that
it
had
sunk
quietly
into
her
own
grave
,
and
that
she
and
it
were
at
rest
together
.
‘
That
’
s
all
,
Maggy
.
’
The
sunset
flush
was
so
bright
on
Little
Dorrit
’
s
face
when
she
came
thus
to
the
end
of
her
story
,
that
she
interposed
her
hand
to
shade
it
.
‘
Had
she
got
to
be
old
?
’
Maggy
asked
.
‘
The
tiny
woman
?
’
‘
Ah
!
’
‘
I
don
’
t
know
,
’
said
Little
Dorrit
.
‘
But
it
would
have
been
just
the
same
if
she
had
been
ever
so
old
.
’
‘
Would
it
raly
!
’
said
Maggy
.
‘
Well
,
I
suppose
it
would
though
.
’
And
sat
staring
and
ruminating
.
