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‘
Sing
the
Refrain
,
pig
!
You
could
sing
it
once
,
in
another
jail
.
Sing
it
!
Or
,
by
every
Saint
who
was
stoned
to
death
,
I
’
ll
be
affronted
and
compromising
;
and
then
some
people
who
are
not
dead
yet
,
had
better
have
been
stoned
along
with
them
!
’
‘
Of
all
the
king
’
s
knights
‘
tis
the
flower
,
Compagnon
de
la
Majolaine
!
Of
all
the
king
’
s
knights
‘
tis
the
flower
,
Always
gay
!
’
Partly
in
his
old
habit
of
submission
,
partly
because
his
not
doing
it
might
injure
his
benefactor
,
and
partly
because
he
would
as
soon
do
it
as
anything
else
,
Cavalletto
took
up
the
Refrain
this
time
.
Rigaud
laughed
,
and
fell
to
smoking
with
his
eyes
shut
.
Possibly
another
quarter
of
an
hour
elapsed
before
Mr
Pancks
’
s
step
was
heard
upon
the
stairs
,
but
the
interval
seemed
to
Clennam
insupportably
long
.
His
step
was
attended
by
another
step
;
and
when
Cavalletto
opened
the
door
,
he
admitted
Mr
Pancks
and
Mr
Flintwinch
.
The
latter
was
no
sooner
visible
,
than
Rigaud
rushed
at
him
and
embraced
him
boisterously
.
‘
How
do
you
find
yourself
,
sir
?
’
said
Mr
Flintwinch
,
as
soon
as
he
could
disengage
himself
,
which
he
struggled
to
do
with
very
little
ceremony
.
‘
Thank
you
,
no
;
I
don
’
t
want
any
more
.
’
This
was
in
reference
to
another
menace
of
attention
from
his
recovered
friend
.
‘
Well
,
Arthur
.
You
remember
what
I
said
to
you
about
sleeping
dogs
and
missing
ones
.
It
’
s
come
true
,
you
see
.
’
He
was
as
imperturbable
as
ever
,
to
all
appearance
,
and
nodded
his
head
in
a
moralising
way
as
he
looked
round
the
room
.
