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The
key
of
the
door
below
was
now
heard
in
the
lock
,
and
the
door
was
heard
to
open
and
close
.
In
due
sequence
Mr
Flintwinch
appeared
;
on
whose
entrance
the
visitor
rose
from
his
chair
,
laughing
loud
,
and
folded
him
in
a
close
embrace
.
‘
How
goes
it
,
my
cherished
friend
!
’
said
he
.
‘
How
goes
the
world
,
my
Flintwinch
?
Rose
-
coloured
?
So
much
the
better
,
so
much
the
better
!
Ah
,
but
you
look
charming
!
Ah
,
but
you
look
young
and
fresh
as
the
flowers
of
Spring
!
Ah
,
good
little
boy
!
Brave
child
,
brave
child
!
’
While
heaping
these
compliments
on
Mr
Flintwinch
,
he
rolled
him
about
with
a
hand
on
each
of
his
shoulders
,
until
the
staggerings
of
that
gentleman
,
who
under
the
circumstances
was
dryer
and
more
twisted
than
ever
,
were
like
those
of
a
teetotum
nearly
spent
.
‘
I
had
a
presentiment
,
last
time
,
that
we
should
be
better
and
more
intimately
acquainted
.
Is
it
coming
on
you
,
Flintwinch
?
Is
it
yet
coming
on
?
’
‘
Why
,
no
,
sir
,
’
retorted
Mr
Flintwinch
.
‘
Not
unusually
.
Hadn
’
t
you
better
be
seated
?
You
have
been
calling
for
some
more
of
that
port
,
sir
,
I
guess
?
’
‘
Ah
,
Little
joker
!
Little
pig
!
’
cried
the
visitor
.
‘
Ha
ha
ha
ha
!
’
And
throwing
Mr
Flintwinch
away
,
as
a
closing
piece
of
raillery
,
he
sat
down
again
.
The
amazement
,
suspicion
,
resentment
,
and
shame
,
with
which
Arthur
looked
on
at
all
this
,
struck
him
dumb
.
Mr
Flintwinch
,
who
had
spun
backward
some
two
or
three
yards
under
the
impetus
last
given
to
him
,
brought
himself
up
with
a
face
completely
unchanged
in
its
stolidity
except
as
it
was
affected
by
shortness
of
breath
,
and
looked
hard
at
Arthur
.
Not
a
whit
less
reticent
and
wooden
was
Mr
Flintwinch
outwardly
,
than
in
the
usual
course
of
things
:
the
only
perceptible
difference
in
him
being
that
the
knot
of
cravat
which
was
generally
under
his
ear
,
had
worked
round
to
the
back
of
his
head
:
where
it
formed
an
ornamental
appendage
not
unlike
a
bagwig
,
and
gave
him
something
of
a
courtly
appearance
.
As
Mrs
Clennam
never
removed
her
eyes
from
Blandois
(
on
whom
they
had
some
effect
,
as
a
steady
look
has
on
a
lower
sort
of
dog
)
,
so
Jeremiah
never
removed
his
from
Arthur
.
It
was
as
if
they
had
tacitly
agreed
to
take
their
different
provinces
.
Thus
,
in
the
ensuing
silence
,
Jeremiah
stood
scraping
his
chin
and
looking
at
Arthur
as
though
he
were
trying
to
screw
his
thoughts
out
of
him
with
an
instrument
.
