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‘
There
!
’
said
Mr
Dorrit
,
slowly
shaking
hands
with
him
.
‘
Sit
down
again
,
Young
John
.
’
‘
Thank
you
,
sir
—
but
I
’
d
rather
stand
.
’
Mr
Dorrit
sat
down
instead
.
After
painfully
holding
his
head
a
little
while
,
he
turned
it
to
his
visitor
,
and
said
,
with
an
effort
to
be
easy
:
‘
And
how
is
your
father
,
Young
John
?
How
—
ha
—
how
are
they
all
,
Young
John
?
’
‘
Thank
you
,
sir
,
They
’
re
all
pretty
well
,
sir
.
They
’
re
not
any
ways
complaining
.
’
‘
Hum
.
You
are
in
your
—
ha
—
old
business
I
see
,
John
?
’
said
Mr
Dorrit
,
with
a
glance
at
the
offending
bundle
he
had
anathematised
.
‘
Partly
,
sir
.
I
am
in
my
’
—
John
hesitated
a
little
—
‘
father
’
s
business
likewise
.
’
‘
Oh
indeed
!
’
said
Mr
Dorrit
.
‘
Do
you
—
ha
hum
—
go
upon
the
ha
—
’
‘
Lock
,
sir
?
Yes
,
sir
.
’
