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‘
Leastways
,
’
said
John
,
stretching
his
hand
across
the
tea
-
tray
,
‘
if
too
strong
a
remark
,
withdrawn
!
But
,
why
not
,
why
not
?
When
I
say
to
you
,
Mr
Clennam
,
take
care
of
yourself
for
some
one
else
’
s
sake
,
why
not
be
open
,
though
a
turnkey
?
Why
did
I
get
you
the
room
which
I
knew
you
’
d
like
best
?
Why
did
I
carry
up
your
things
?
Not
that
I
found
‘
em
heavy
;
I
don
’
t
mention
‘
em
on
that
accounts
;
far
from
it
.
Why
have
I
cultivated
you
in
the
manner
I
have
done
since
the
morning
?
On
the
ground
of
your
own
merits
?
No
.
They
’
re
very
great
,
I
’
ve
no
doubt
at
all
;
but
not
on
the
ground
of
them
.
Another
’
s
merits
have
had
their
weight
,
and
have
had
far
more
weight
with
Me
.
Then
why
not
speak
free
?
’
‘
Unaffectedly
,
John
,
’
said
Clennam
,
‘
you
are
so
good
a
fellow
and
I
have
so
true
a
respect
for
your
character
,
that
if
I
have
appeared
to
be
less
sensible
than
I
really
am
of
the
fact
that
the
kind
services
you
have
rendered
me
to
-
day
are
attributable
to
my
having
been
trusted
by
Miss
Dorrit
as
her
friend
—
I
confess
it
to
be
a
fault
,
and
I
ask
your
forgiveness
.
’
‘
Oh
!
why
not
,
’
John
repeated
with
returning
scorn
,
‘
why
not
speak
free
!
’
‘
I
declare
to
you
,
’
returned
Arthur
,
‘
that
I
do
not
understand
you
.
Look
at
me
.
Consider
the
trouble
I
have
been
in
.
Is
it
likely
that
I
would
wilfully
add
to
my
other
self
-
reproaches
,
that
of
being
ungrateful
or
treacherous
to
you
.
I
do
not
understand
you
.
’
John
’
s
incredulous
face
slowly
softened
into
a
face
of
doubt
.
He
rose
,
backed
into
the
garret
-
window
of
the
room
,
beckoned
Arthur
to
come
there
,
and
stood
looking
at
him
thoughtfully
.
‘
Mr
Clennam
,
do
you
mean
to
say
that
you
don
’
t
know
?
’
‘
What
,
John
?
’
‘
Lord
,
’
said
Young
John
,
appealing
with
a
gasp
to
the
spikes
on
the
wall
.
‘
He
says
,
What
!
’
Clennam
looked
at
the
spikes
,
and
looked
at
John
;
and
looked
at
the
spikes
,
and
looked
at
John
.
