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‘
And
how
did
you
get
on
,
you
four
?
’
asked
Clennam
gaily
.
‘
There
were
five
of
us
,
’
returned
his
partner
.
‘
There
was
What
’
s
-
his
-
name
.
He
was
there
.
’
‘
Who
is
he
?
’
said
Clennam
.
‘
Mr
Henry
Gowan
.
’
‘
Ah
,
to
be
sure
!
’
cried
Clennam
with
unusual
vivacity
,
‘
Yes
!
—
I
forgot
him
.
’
‘
As
I
mentioned
,
you
may
remember
,
’
said
Daniel
Doyce
,
‘
he
is
always
there
on
Sunday
.
’
‘
Yes
,
yes
,
’
returned
Clennam
;
‘
I
remember
now
.
’
Daniel
Doyce
,
still
wiping
his
forehead
,
ploddingly
repeated
.
‘
Yes
.
He
was
there
,
he
was
there
.
Oh
yes
,
he
was
there
.
And
his
dog
.
He
was
there
too
.
’
‘
Miss
Meagles
is
quite
attached
to
—
the
—
dog
,
’
observed
Clennam
.
‘
Quite
so
,
’
assented
his
partner
.
‘
More
attached
to
the
dog
than
I
am
to
the
man
.
’
