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The
persevering
manner
in
which
he
follows
up
that
business
,
and
gives
himself
no
rest
from
it
—
it
really
do
,
’
said
Mrs
Plornish
,
winding
up
in
the
Italian
manner
,
‘
as
I
say
to
him
,
Mooshattonisha
padrona
.
’
Though
not
conceited
,
Mrs
Plornish
felt
that
she
had
turned
this
Tuscan
sentence
with
peculiar
elegance
.
Mr
Plornish
could
not
conceal
his
exultation
in
her
accomplishments
as
a
linguist
.
‘
But
what
I
say
is
,
Mr
Clennam
,
’
the
good
woman
went
on
,
‘
there
’
s
always
something
to
be
thankful
for
,
as
I
am
sure
you
will
yourself
admit
.
Speaking
in
this
room
,
it
’
s
not
hard
to
think
what
the
present
something
is
.
It
’
s
a
thing
to
be
thankful
for
,
indeed
,
that
Miss
Dorrit
is
not
here
to
know
it
.
’
Arthur
thought
she
looked
at
him
with
particular
expression
.
‘
It
’
s
a
thing
,
’
reiterated
Mrs
Plornish
,
‘
to
be
thankful
for
,
indeed
,
that
Miss
Dorrit
is
far
away
.
It
’
s
to
be
hoped
she
is
not
likely
to
hear
of
it
.
If
she
had
been
here
to
see
it
,
sir
,
it
’
s
not
to
be
doubted
that
the
sight
of
you
,
’
Mrs
Plornish
repeated
those
words
—
‘
not
to
be
doubted
,
that
the
sight
of
you
—
in
misfortune
and
trouble
,
would
have
been
almost
too
much
for
her
affectionate
heart
.
There
’
s
nothing
I
can
think
of
,
that
would
have
touched
Miss
Dorrit
so
bad
as
that
.
’
Of
a
certainty
Mrs
Plornish
did
look
at
him
now
,
with
a
sort
of
quivering
defiance
in
her
friendly
emotion
.
‘
Yes
!
’
said
she
.
‘
And
it
shows
what
notice
father
takes
,
though
at
his
time
of
life
,
that
he
says
to
me
this
afternoon
,
which
Happy
Cottage
knows
I
neither
make
it
up
nor
any
ways
enlarge
,
“
Mary
,
it
’
s
much
to
be
rejoiced
in
that
Miss
Dorrit
is
not
on
the
spot
to
behold
it
.
”
Those
were
father
’
s
words
.
Father
’
s
own
words
was
,
“
Much
to
be
rejoiced
in
,
Mary
,
that
Miss
Dorrit
is
not
on
the
spot
to
behold
it
.
”
I
says
to
father
then
,
I
says
to
him
,
“
Father
,
you
are
right
!
”
That
,
’
Mrs
Plornish
concluded
,
with
the
air
of
a
very
precise
legal
witness
,
‘
is
what
passed
betwixt
father
and
me
.
And
I
tell
you
nothing
but
what
did
pass
betwixt
me
and
father
.
’
Mr
Plornish
,
as
being
of
a
more
laconic
temperament
,
embraced
this
opportunity
of
interposing
with
the
suggestion
that
she
should
now
leave
Mr
Clennam
to
himself
.
‘
For
,
you
see
,
’
said
Mr
Plornish
,
gravely
,
‘
I
know
what
it
is
,
old
gal
;
’
repeating
that
valuable
remark
several
times
,
as
if
it
appeared
to
him
to
include
some
great
moral
secret
.
Finally
,
the
worthy
couple
went
away
arm
in
arm
.
Little
Dorrit
,
Little
Dorrit
.
Again
,
for
hours
.
Always
Little
Dorrit
!
