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This
gentleman
explained
the
object
of
his
visit
to
be
‘
a
tyfling
madder
ob
bithznithz
,
’
and
executed
his
legal
function
.
‘
Shall
I
accompany
you
,
Mr
Clennam
?
’
asked
Mr
Rugg
politely
,
rubbing
his
hands
.
‘
I
would
rather
go
alone
,
thank
you
.
Be
so
good
as
send
me
my
clothes
.
’
Mr
Rugg
in
a
light
airy
way
replied
in
the
affirmative
,
and
shook
hands
with
him
.
He
and
his
attendant
then
went
down
-
stairs
,
got
into
the
first
conveyance
they
found
,
and
drove
to
the
old
gates
.
‘
Where
I
little
thought
,
Heaven
forgive
me
,
’
said
Clennam
to
himself
,
‘
that
I
should
ever
enter
thus
!
’
Mr
Chivery
was
on
the
Lock
,
and
Young
John
was
in
the
Lodge
:
either
newly
released
from
it
,
or
waiting
to
take
his
own
spell
of
duty
.
Both
were
more
astonished
on
seeing
who
the
prisoner
was
,
than
one
might
have
thought
turnkeys
would
have
been
.
The
elder
Mr
Chivery
shook
hands
with
him
in
a
shame
-
faced
kind
of
way
,
and
said
,
‘
I
don
’
t
call
to
mind
,
sir
,
as
I
was
ever
less
glad
to
see
you
.
’
The
younger
Mr
Chivery
,
more
distant
,
did
not
shake
hands
with
him
at
all
;
he
stood
looking
at
him
in
a
state
of
indecision
so
observable
that
it
even
came
within
the
observation
of
Clennam
with
his
heavy
eyes
and
heavy
heart
.
Presently
afterwards
,
Young
John
disappeared
into
the
jail
.
As
Clennam
knew
enough
of
the
place
to
know
that
he
was
required
to
remain
in
the
Lodge
a
certain
time
,
he
took
a
seat
in
a
corner
,
and
feigned
to
be
occupied
with
the
perusal
of
letters
from
his
pocket
.
They
did
not
so
engross
his
attention
,
but
that
he
saw
,
with
gratitude
,
how
the
elder
Mr
Chivery
kept
the
Lodge
clear
of
prisoners
;
how
he
signed
to
some
,
with
his
keys
,
not
to
come
in
,
how
he
nudged
others
with
his
elbows
to
go
out
,
and
how
he
made
his
misery
as
easy
to
him
as
he
could
.
Arthur
was
sitting
with
his
eyes
fixed
on
the
floor
,
recalling
the
past
,
brooding
over
the
present
,
and
not
attending
to
either
,
when
he
felt
himself
touched
upon
the
shoulder
.
It
was
by
Young
John
;
and
he
said
,
‘
You
can
come
now
.
’
He
got
up
and
followed
Young
John
.
When
they
had
gone
a
step
or
two
within
the
inner
iron
-
gate
,
Young
John
turned
and
said
to
him
:
‘
You
want
a
room
.
I
have
got
you
one
.
’
