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‘
Here
’
s
your
portmanteau
,
’
he
said
to
Arthur
,
putting
it
carefully
down
.
‘
It
’
s
very
kind
of
you
.
I
am
ashamed
that
you
should
have
the
trouble
.
’
He
was
gone
before
it
came
to
that
;
but
soon
returned
,
saying
exactly
as
before
,
‘
Here
’
s
your
black
box
:
’
which
he
also
put
down
with
care
.
‘
I
am
very
sensible
of
this
attention
.
I
hope
we
may
shake
hands
now
,
Mr
John
.
’
Young
John
,
however
,
drew
back
,
turning
his
right
wrist
in
a
socket
made
of
his
left
thumb
and
middle
-
finger
and
said
as
he
had
said
at
first
,
‘
I
don
’
t
know
as
I
can
.
No
;
I
find
I
can
’
t
!
’
He
then
stood
regarding
the
prisoner
sternly
,
though
with
a
swelling
humour
in
his
eyes
that
looked
like
pity
.
‘
Why
are
you
angry
with
me
,
’
said
Clennam
,
‘
and
yet
so
ready
to
do
me
these
kind
services
?
There
must
be
some
mistake
between
us
.
If
I
have
done
anything
to
occasion
it
I
am
sorry
.
’
‘
No
mistake
,
sir
,
’
returned
John
,
turning
the
wrist
backwards
and
forwards
in
the
socket
,
for
which
it
was
rather
tight
.
‘
No
mistake
,
sir
,
in
the
feelings
with
which
my
eyes
behold
you
at
the
present
moment
!
If
I
was
at
all
fairly
equal
to
your
weight
,
Mr
Clennam
—
which
I
am
not
;
and
if
you
weren
’
t
under
a
cloud
—
which
you
are
;
and
if
it
wasn
’
t
against
all
rules
of
the
Marshalsea
—
which
it
is
;
those
feelings
are
such
,
that
they
would
stimulate
me
,
more
to
having
it
out
with
you
in
a
Round
on
the
present
spot
than
to
anything
else
I
could
name
.
’
Arthur
looked
at
him
for
a
moment
in
some
wonder
,
and
some
little
anger
.
‘
Well
,
well
!
’
he
said
.
‘
A
mistake
,
a
mistake
!
’
Turning
away
,
he
sat
down
with
a
heavy
sigh
in
the
faded
chair
again
.
Young
John
followed
him
with
his
eyes
,
and
,
after
a
short
pause
,
cried
out
,
‘
I
beg
your
pardon
!
’
