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‘
Why
,
you
see
,
’
said
Fanny
,
with
a
frank
action
of
her
pretty
shoulders
,
‘
in
London
one
knows
every
one
.
We
met
her
on
our
way
here
,
and
,
to
say
the
truth
,
papa
was
at
first
rather
cross
with
her
for
taking
one
of
the
rooms
that
our
people
had
ordered
for
us
.
However
,
of
course
,
that
soon
blew
over
,
and
we
were
all
good
friends
again
.
’
Although
the
visit
had
as
yet
given
Little
Dorrit
no
opportunity
of
conversing
with
Mrs
Gowan
,
there
was
a
silent
understanding
between
them
,
which
did
as
well
.
She
looked
at
Mrs
Gowan
with
keen
and
unabated
interest
;
the
sound
of
her
voice
was
thrilling
to
her
;
nothing
that
was
near
her
,
or
about
her
,
or
at
all
concerned
her
,
escaped
Little
Dorrit
.
She
was
quicker
to
perceive
the
slightest
matter
here
,
than
in
any
other
case
—
but
one
.
‘
You
have
been
quite
well
,
’
she
now
said
,
‘
since
that
night
?
’
‘
Quite
,
my
dear
.
And
you
?
’
‘
Oh
!
I
am
always
well
,
’
said
Little
Dorrit
,
timidly
.
‘
I
—
yes
,
thank
you
.
’
There
was
no
reason
for
her
faltering
and
breaking
off
,
other
than
that
Mrs
Gowan
had
touched
her
hand
in
speaking
to
her
,
and
their
looks
had
met
.
Something
thoughtfully
apprehensive
in
the
large
,
soft
eyes
,
had
checked
Little
Dorrit
in
an
instant
.
‘
You
don
’
t
know
that
you
are
a
favourite
of
my
husband
’
s
,
and
that
I
am
almost
bound
to
be
jealous
of
you
?
’
said
Mrs
Gowan
.
Little
Dorrit
,
blushing
,
shook
her
head
.
‘
He
will
tell
you
,
if
he
tells
you
what
he
tells
me
,
that
you
are
quieter
and
quicker
of
resource
than
any
one
he
ever
saw
.
’
