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Arrived
in
a
mouldering
reception
-
room
,
where
the
faded
hangings
,
of
a
sad
sea
-
green
,
had
worn
and
withered
until
they
looked
as
if
they
might
have
claimed
kindred
with
the
waifs
of
seaweed
drifting
under
the
windows
,
or
clinging
to
the
walls
and
weeping
for
their
imprisoned
relations
,
Miss
Fanny
despatched
emissaries
for
her
father
and
brother
.
Pending
whose
appearance
,
she
showed
to
great
advantage
on
a
sofa
,
completing
Mr
Sparkler
’
s
conquest
with
some
remarks
upon
Dante
—
known
to
that
gentleman
as
an
eccentric
man
in
the
nature
of
an
Old
File
,
who
used
to
put
leaves
round
his
head
,
and
sit
upon
a
stool
for
some
unaccountable
purpose
,
outside
the
cathedral
at
Florence
.
Mr
Dorrit
welcomed
the
visitor
with
the
highest
urbanity
,
and
most
courtly
manners
.
He
inquired
particularly
after
Mrs
Merdle
.
He
inquired
particularly
after
Mr
Merdle
.
Mr
Sparkler
said
,
or
rather
twitched
out
of
himself
in
small
pieces
by
the
shirt
-
collar
,
that
Mrs
Merdle
having
completely
used
up
her
place
in
the
country
,
and
also
her
house
at
Brighton
,
and
being
,
of
course
,
unable
,
don
’
t
you
see
,
to
remain
in
London
when
there
wasn
’
t
a
soul
there
,
and
not
feeling
herself
this
year
quite
up
to
visiting
about
at
people
’
s
places
,
had
resolved
to
have
a
touch
at
Rome
,
where
a
woman
like
herself
,
with
a
proverbially
fine
appearance
,
and
with
no
nonsense
about
her
,
couldn
’
t
fail
to
be
a
great
acquisition
.
As
to
Mr
Merdle
,
he
was
so
much
wanted
by
the
men
in
the
City
and
the
rest
of
those
places
,
and
was
such
a
doosed
extraordinary
phenomenon
in
Buying
and
Banking
and
that
,
that
Mr
Sparkler
doubted
if
the
monetary
system
of
the
country
would
be
able
to
spare
him
;
though
that
his
work
was
occasionally
one
too
many
for
him
,
and
that
he
would
be
all
the
better
for
a
temporary
shy
at
an
entirely
new
scene
and
climate
,
Mr
Sparkler
did
not
conceal
.
As
to
himself
,
Mr
Sparkler
conveyed
to
the
Dorrit
family
that
he
was
going
,
on
rather
particular
business
,
wherever
they
were
going
.
This
immense
conversational
achievement
required
time
,
but
was
effected
.
Being
effected
,
Mr
Dorrit
expressed
his
hope
that
Mr
Sparkler
would
shortly
dine
with
them
.
Mr
Sparkler
received
the
idea
so
kindly
that
Mr
Dorrit
asked
what
he
was
going
to
do
that
day
,
for
instance
?
As
he
was
going
to
do
nothing
that
day
(
his
usual
occupation
,
and
one
for
which
he
was
particularly
qualified
)
,
he
was
secured
without
postponement
;
being
further
bound
over
to
accompany
the
ladies
to
the
Opera
in
the
evening
.
At
dinner
-
time
Mr
Sparkler
rose
out
of
the
sea
,
like
Venus
’
s
son
taking
after
his
mother
,
and
made
a
splendid
appearance
ascending
the
great
staircase
.
If
Fanny
had
been
charming
in
the
morning
,
she
was
now
thrice
charming
,
very
becomingly
dressed
in
her
most
suitable
colours
,
and
with
an
air
of
negligence
upon
her
that
doubled
Mr
Sparkler
’
s
fetters
,
and
riveted
them
.
‘
I
hear
you
are
acquainted
,
Mr
Sparkler
,
’
said
his
host
at
dinner
,
‘
with
—
ha
—
Mr
Gowan
.
Mr
Henry
Gowan
?
’
‘
Perfectly
,
sir
,
’
returned
Mr
Sparkler
.
‘
His
mother
and
my
mother
are
cronies
in
fact
.
’
‘
If
I
had
thought
of
it
,
Amy
,
’
said
Mr
Dorrit
,
with
a
patronage
as
magnificent
as
that
of
Lord
Decimus
himself
,
‘
you
should
have
despatched
a
note
to
them
,
asking
them
to
dine
to
-
day
.
Some
of
our
people
could
have
—
ha
—
fetched
them
,
and
taken
them
home
.
We
could
have
spared
a
—
hum
—
gondola
for
that
purpose
.
I
am
sorry
to
have
forgotten
this
.
Pray
remind
me
of
them
to
-
morrow
.
’
Little
Dorrit
was
not
without
doubts
how
Mr
Henry
Gowan
might
take
their
patronage
;
but
she
promised
not
to
fail
in
the
reminder
.
‘
Pray
,
does
Mr
Henry
Gowan
paint
—
ha
—
Portraits
?
’
inquired
Mr
Dorrit
.
