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‘
If
you
will
allow
me
,
’
said
Clennam
,
‘
I
will
tell
you
my
reason
for
pressing
the
subject
.
I
admit
that
I
do
press
it
,
and
I
must
beg
you
to
forgive
me
if
I
do
so
,
very
earnestly
.
The
reason
is
all
mine
,
I
do
not
insinuate
that
it
is
in
any
way
yours
.
’
‘
Well
,
sir
,
’
she
returned
,
repeating
a
little
less
haughtily
than
before
her
former
invitation
to
him
to
be
seated
:
to
which
he
now
deferred
,
as
she
seated
herself
.
‘
I
am
at
least
glad
to
know
that
this
is
not
another
bondswoman
of
some
friend
of
yours
,
who
is
bereft
of
free
choice
,
and
whom
I
have
spirited
away
.
I
will
hear
your
reason
,
if
you
please
.
’
‘
First
,
to
identify
the
person
of
whom
we
speak
,
’
said
Clennam
,
‘
let
me
observe
that
it
is
the
person
you
met
in
London
some
time
back
.
You
will
remember
meeting
him
near
the
river
—
in
the
Adelphi
!
’
‘
You
mix
yourself
most
unaccountably
with
my
business
,
’
she
replied
,
looking
full
at
him
with
stern
displeasure
.
‘
How
do
you
know
that
?
’
‘
I
entreat
you
not
to
take
it
ill
.
By
mere
accident
.
’
‘
What
accident
?
’
‘
Solely
the
accident
of
coming
upon
you
in
the
street
and
seeing
the
meeting
.
’
‘
Do
you
speak
of
yourself
,
or
of
some
one
else
?
’
‘
Of
myself
.
I
saw
it
.
’
