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‘
I
thought
it
possible
,
’
resumed
the
other
,
‘
that
you
might
have
been
advised
from
Paris
—
’
‘
We
have
had
no
advice
from
Paris
respecting
anybody
of
the
name
of
Blandois
,
’
said
Jeremiah
.
‘
No
?
’
‘
No
.
’
Jeremiah
stood
in
his
favourite
attitude
.
The
smiling
Mr
Blandois
,
opening
his
cloak
to
get
his
hand
to
a
breast
-
pocket
,
paused
to
say
,
with
a
laugh
in
his
glittering
eyes
,
which
it
occurred
to
Mr
Flintwinch
were
too
near
together
:
‘
You
are
so
like
a
friend
of
mine
!
Not
so
identically
the
same
as
I
supposed
when
I
really
did
for
the
moment
take
you
to
be
the
same
in
the
dusk
—
for
which
I
ought
to
apologise
;
permit
me
to
do
so
;
a
readiness
to
confess
my
errors
is
,
I
hope
,
a
part
of
the
frankness
of
my
character
—
still
,
however
,
uncommonly
like
.
’
‘
Indeed
?
’
said
Jeremiah
,
perversely
.
‘
But
I
have
not
received
any
letter
of
advice
from
anywhere
respecting
anybody
of
the
name
of
Blandois
.
’
‘
Just
so
,
’
said
the
stranger
.
‘
Just
so
,
’
said
Jeremiah
.
