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’
‘
Oh
!
’
As
the
Father
glanced
into
the
letter
(
there
was
a
bank
-
note
in
it
)
,
he
reddened
a
little
,
and
patted
Amy
on
the
head
afresh
.
‘
Thank
you
,
Young
John
.
Quite
right
.
Much
obliged
to
you
for
your
attention
.
No
one
waiting
?
’
‘
No
,
sir
,
no
one
waiting
.
’
‘
Thank
you
,
John
.
How
is
your
mother
,
Young
John
?
’
‘
Thank
you
,
sir
,
she
’
s
not
quite
as
well
as
we
could
wish
—
in
fact
,
we
none
of
us
are
,
except
father
—
but
she
’
s
pretty
well
,
sir
.
’
‘
Say
we
sent
our
remembrances
,
will
you
?
Say
kind
remembrances
,
if
you
please
,
Young
John
.
’
‘
Thank
you
,
sir
,
I
will
.
’
And
Mr
Chivery
junior
went
his
way
,
having
spontaneously
composed
on
the
spot
an
entirely
new
epitaph
for
himself
,
to
the
effect
that
Here
lay
the
body
of
John
Chivery
,
Who
,
Having
at
such
a
date
,
Beheld
the
idol
of
his
life
,
In
grief
and
tears
,
And
feeling
unable
to
bear
the
harrowing
spectacle
,
Immediately
repaired
to
the
abode
of
his
inconsolable
parents
,
And
terminated
his
existence
by
his
own
rash
act
.
‘
There
,
there
,
Amy
!
’
said
the
Father
,
when
Young
John
had
closed
the
door
,
‘
let
us
say
no
more
about
it
.
’
The
last
few
minutes
had
improved
his
spirits
remarkably
,
and
he
was
quite
lightsome
.
‘
Where
is
my
old
pensioner
all
this
while
?
We
must
not
leave
him
by
himself
any
longer
,
or
he
will
begin
to
suppose
he
is
not
welcome
,
and
that
would
pain
me
.
Will
you
fetch
him
,
my
child
,
or
shall
I
?
’
‘
If
you
wouldn
’
t
mind
,
father
,
’
said
Little
Dorrit
,
trying
to
bring
her
sobbing
to
a
close
.
‘
Certainly
I
will
go
,
my
dear
.
I
forgot
;
your
eyes
are
rather
red
.
There
!
Cheer
up
,
Amy
.
Don
’
t
be
uneasy
about
me
.
