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On
again
by
the
heavy
French
roads
for
Paris
.
Having
now
quite
recovered
his
equanimity
,
Mr
Dorrit
,
in
his
snug
corner
,
fell
to
castle
-
building
as
he
rode
along
.
It
was
evident
that
he
had
a
very
large
castle
in
hand
.
All
day
long
he
was
running
towers
up
,
taking
towers
down
,
adding
a
wing
here
,
putting
on
a
battlement
there
,
looking
to
the
walls
,
strengthening
the
defences
,
giving
ornamental
touches
to
the
interior
,
making
in
all
respects
a
superb
castle
of
it
.
His
preoccupied
face
so
clearly
denoted
the
pursuit
in
which
he
was
engaged
,
that
every
cripple
at
the
post
-
houses
,
not
blind
,
who
shoved
his
little
battered
tin
-
box
in
at
the
carriage
window
for
Charity
in
the
name
of
Heaven
,
Charity
in
the
name
of
our
Lady
,
Charity
in
the
name
of
all
the
Saints
,
knew
as
well
what
work
he
was
at
,
as
their
countryman
Le
Brun
could
have
known
it
himself
,
though
he
had
made
that
English
traveller
the
subject
of
a
special
physiognomical
treatise
.
Arrived
at
Paris
,
and
resting
there
three
days
,
Mr
Dorrit
strolled
much
about
the
streets
alone
,
looking
in
at
the
shop
-
windows
,
and
particularly
the
jewellers
’
windows
.
Ultimately
,
he
went
into
the
most
famous
jeweller
’
s
,
and
said
he
wanted
to
buy
a
little
gift
for
a
lady
.
It
was
a
charming
little
woman
to
whom
he
said
it
—
a
sprightly
little
woman
,
dressed
in
perfect
taste
,
who
came
out
of
a
green
velvet
bower
to
attend
upon
him
,
from
posting
up
some
dainty
little
books
of
account
which
one
could
hardly
suppose
to
be
ruled
for
the
entry
of
any
articles
more
commercial
than
kisses
,
at
a
dainty
little
shining
desk
which
looked
in
itself
like
a
sweetmeat
.
For
example
,
then
,
said
the
little
woman
,
what
species
of
gift
did
Monsieur
desire
?
A
love
-
gift
?
Mr
Dorrit
smiled
,
and
said
,
Eh
,
well
!
Perhaps
.
What
did
he
know
?
It
was
always
possible
;
the
sex
being
so
charming
.
Would
she
show
him
some
?
Most
willingly
,
said
the
little
woman
.
Flattered
and
enchanted
to
show
him
many
.
But
pardon
!
To
begin
with
,
he
would
have
the
great
goodness
to
observe
that
there
were
love
-
gifts
,
and
there
were
nuptial
gifts
.
For
example
,
these
ravishing
ear
-
rings
and
this
necklace
so
superb
to
correspond
,
were
what
one
called
a
love
-
gift
.
These
brooches
and
these
rings
,
of
a
beauty
so
gracious
and
celestial
,
were
what
one
called
,
with
the
permission
of
Monsieur
,
nuptial
gifts
.
Perhaps
it
would
be
a
good
arrangement
,
Mr
Dorrit
hinted
,
smiling
,
to
purchase
both
,
and
to
present
the
love
-
gift
first
,
and
to
finish
with
the
nuptial
offering
?
Ah
Heaven
!
said
the
little
woman
,
laying
the
tips
of
the
fingers
of
her
two
little
hands
against
each
other
,
that
would
be
generous
indeed
,
that
would
be
a
special
gallantry
!
And
without
doubt
the
lady
so
crushed
with
gifts
would
find
them
irresistible
.
