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She
burst
into
tears
.
Maggy
looked
round
of
a
sudden
,
and
stared
for
at
least
a
minute
;
but
did
not
interpose
.
Clennam
waited
some
little
while
before
he
spoke
again
.
‘
I
cannot
bear
,
’
he
said
then
,
‘
to
see
you
weep
;
but
I
hope
this
is
a
relief
to
an
overcharged
heart
.
’
‘
Yes
it
is
,
sir
.
Nothing
but
that
.
’
‘
Well
,
well
!
I
feared
you
would
think
too
much
of
what
passed
here
just
now
.
It
is
of
no
moment
;
not
the
least
.
I
am
only
unfortunate
to
have
come
in
the
way
.
Let
it
go
by
with
these
tears
.
It
is
not
worth
one
of
them
.
One
of
them
?
Such
an
idle
thing
should
be
repeated
,
with
my
glad
consent
,
fifty
times
a
day
,
to
save
you
a
moment
’
s
heart
-
ache
,
Little
Dorrit
.
’
She
had
taken
courage
now
,
and
answered
,
far
more
in
her
usual
manner
,
‘
You
are
so
good
!
But
even
if
there
was
nothing
else
in
it
to
be
sorry
for
and
ashamed
of
,
it
is
such
a
bad
return
to
you
—
’
‘
Hush
!
’
said
Clennam
,
smiling
and
touching
her
lips
with
his
hand
.
‘
Forgetfulness
in
you
who
remember
so
many
and
so
much
,
would
be
new
indeed
.
Shall
I
remind
you
that
I
am
not
,
and
that
I
never
was
,
anything
but
the
friend
whom
you
agreed
to
trust
?
No
.
You
remember
it
,
don
’
t
you
?
’
‘
I
try
to
do
so
,
or
I
should
have
broken
the
promise
just
now
,
when
my
mistaken
brother
was
here
.
You
will
consider
his
bringing
-
up
in
this
place
,
and
will
not
judge
him
hardly
,
poor
fellow
,
I
know
!
’
In
raising
her
eyes
with
these
words
,
she
observed
his
face
more
nearly
than
she
had
done
yet
,
and
said
,
with
a
quick
change
of
tone
,
‘
You
have
not
been
ill
,
Mr
Clennam
?
’
‘
No
.
’
‘
Nor
tried
?
Nor
hurt
?
’
she
asked
him
,
anxiously
.
