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But
,
now
,
the
breakfast
hour
arrived
;
and
with
it
Miss
Fanny
from
her
apartment
,
and
Mr
Edward
from
his
apartment
.
Both
these
young
persons
of
distinction
were
something
the
worse
for
late
hours
.
As
to
Miss
Fanny
,
she
had
become
the
victim
of
an
insatiate
mania
for
what
she
called
‘
going
into
society
;
’
and
would
have
gone
into
it
head
-
foremost
fifty
times
between
sunset
and
sunrise
,
if
so
many
opportunities
had
been
at
her
disposal
.
As
to
Mr
Edward
,
he
,
too
,
had
a
large
acquaintance
,
and
was
generally
engaged
(
for
the
most
part
,
in
diceing
circles
,
or
others
of
a
kindred
nature
)
,
during
the
greater
part
of
every
night
.
For
this
gentleman
,
when
his
fortunes
changed
,
had
stood
at
the
great
advantage
of
being
already
prepared
for
the
highest
associates
,
and
having
little
to
learn
:
so
much
was
he
indebted
to
the
happy
accidents
which
had
made
him
acquainted
with
horse
-
dealing
and
billiard
-
marking
.
At
breakfast
,
Mr
Frederick
Dorrit
likewise
appeared
.
As
the
old
gentleman
inhabited
the
highest
story
of
the
palace
,
where
he
might
have
practised
pistol
-
shooting
without
much
chance
of
discovery
by
the
other
inmates
,
his
younger
niece
had
taken
courage
to
propose
the
restoration
to
him
of
his
clarionet
,
which
Mr
Dorrit
had
ordered
to
be
confiscated
,
but
which
she
had
ventured
to
preserve
.
Notwithstanding
some
objections
from
Miss
Fanny
,
that
it
was
a
low
instrument
,
and
that
she
detested
the
sound
of
it
,
the
concession
had
been
made
.
But
it
was
then
discovered
that
he
had
had
enough
of
it
,
and
never
played
it
,
now
that
it
was
no
longer
his
means
of
getting
bread
.
He
had
insensibly
acquired
a
new
habit
of
shuffling
into
the
picture
-
galleries
,
always
with
his
twisted
paper
of
snuff
in
his
hand
(
much
to
the
indignation
of
Miss
Fanny
,
who
had
proposed
the
purchase
of
a
gold
box
for
him
that
the
family
might
not
be
discredited
,
which
he
had
absolutely
refused
to
carry
when
it
was
bought
)
;
and
of
passing
hours
and
hours
before
the
portraits
of
renowned
Venetians
.
It
was
never
made
out
what
his
dazed
eyes
saw
in
them
;
whether
he
had
an
interest
in
them
merely
as
pictures
,
or
whether
he
confusedly
identified
them
with
a
glory
that
was
departed
,
like
the
strength
of
his
own
mind
.
But
he
paid
his
court
to
them
with
great
exactness
,
and
clearly
derived
pleasure
from
the
pursuit
.
After
the
first
few
days
,
Little
Dorrit
happened
one
morning
to
assist
at
these
attentions
.
It
so
evidently
heightened
his
gratification
that
she
often
accompanied
him
afterwards
,
and
the
greatest
delight
of
which
the
old
man
had
shown
himself
susceptible
since
his
ruin
,
arose
out
of
these
excursions
,
when
he
would
carry
a
chair
about
for
her
from
picture
to
picture
,
and
stand
behind
it
,
in
spite
of
all
her
remonstrances
,
silently
presenting
her
to
the
noble
Venetians
.
It
fell
out
that
,
at
this
family
breakfast
,
he
referred
to
their
having
seen
in
a
gallery
,
on
the
previous
day
,
the
lady
and
gentleman
whom
they
had
encountered
on
the
Great
Saint
Bernard
,
‘
I
forget
the
name
,
’
said
he
.
‘
I
dare
say
you
remember
them
,
William
?
I
dare
say
you
do
,
Edward
?
’
‘
I
remember
‘
em
well
enough
,
’
said
the
latter
.
‘
I
should
think
so
,
’
observed
Miss
Fanny
,
with
a
toss
of
her
head
and
a
glance
at
her
sister
.
‘
But
they
would
not
have
been
recalled
to
our
remembrance
,
I
suspect
,
if
Uncle
hadn
’
t
tumbled
over
the
subject
.
’
‘
My
dear
,
what
a
curious
phrase
,
’
said
Mrs
General
.
‘
Would
not
inadvertently
lighted
upon
,
or
accidentally
referred
to
,
be
better
?
’
‘
Thank
you
very
much
,
Mrs
General
,
’
returned
the
young
lady
,
‘
no
,
I
think
not
.
On
the
whole
I
prefer
my
own
expression
.
’
This
was
always
Miss
Fanny
’
s
way
of
receiving
a
suggestion
from
Mrs
General
.
But
she
always
stored
it
up
in
her
mind
,
and
adopted
it
at
another
time
.
