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‘
You
have
not
spoken
to
me
by
my
right
name
yet
.
You
know
what
my
right
name
always
is
with
you
.
’
‘
I
have
thought
of
you
,
Little
Dorrit
,
every
day
,
every
hour
,
every
minute
,
since
I
have
been
here
.
’
‘
Have
you
?
Have
you
?
’
He
saw
the
bright
delight
of
her
face
,
and
the
flush
that
kindled
in
it
,
with
a
feeling
of
shame
.
He
,
a
broken
,
bankrupt
,
sick
,
dishonoured
prisoner
.
‘
I
was
here
before
the
gates
were
opened
,
but
I
was
afraid
to
come
straight
to
you
.
I
should
have
done
you
more
harm
than
good
,
at
first
;
for
the
prison
was
so
familiar
and
yet
so
strange
,
and
it
brought
back
so
many
remembrances
of
my
poor
father
,
and
of
you
too
,
that
at
first
it
overpowered
me
.
But
we
went
to
Mr
Chivery
before
we
came
to
the
gate
,
and
he
brought
us
in
,
and
got
John
’
s
room
for
us
—
my
poor
old
room
,
you
know
—
and
we
waited
there
a
little
.
I
brought
the
flowers
to
the
door
,
but
you
didn
’
t
hear
me
.
’
She
looked
something
more
womanly
than
when
she
had
gone
away
,
and
the
ripening
touch
of
the
Italian
sun
was
visible
upon
her
face
.
But
,
otherwise
,
she
was
quite
unchanged
.
The
same
deep
,
timid
earnestness
that
he
had
always
seen
in
her
,
and
never
without
emotion
,
he
saw
still
.
If
it
had
a
new
meaning
that
smote
him
to
the
heart
,
the
change
was
in
his
perception
,
not
in
her
.
She
took
off
her
old
bonnet
,
hung
it
in
the
old
place
,
and
noiselessly
began
,
with
Maggy
’
s
help
,
to
make
his
room
as
fresh
and
neat
as
it
could
be
made
,
and
to
sprinkle
it
with
a
pleasant
-
smelling
water
.
When
that
was
done
,
the
basket
,
which
was
filled
with
grapes
and
other
fruit
,
was
unpacked
,
and
all
its
contents
were
quietly
put
away
.
When
that
was
done
,
a
moment
’
s
whisper
despatched
Maggy
to
despatch
somebody
else
to
fill
the
basket
again
;
which
soon
came
back
replenished
with
new
stores
,
from
which
a
present
provision
of
cooling
drink
and
jelly
,
and
a
prospective
supply
of
roast
chicken
and
wine
and
water
,
were
the
first
extracts
.
These
various
arrangements
completed
,
she
took
out
her
old
needle
-
case
to
make
him
a
curtain
for
his
window
;
and
thus
,
with
a
quiet
reigning
in
the
room
,
that
seemed
to
diffuse
itself
through
the
else
noisy
prison
,
he
found
himself
composed
in
his
chair
,
with
Little
Dorrit
working
at
his
side
.
To
see
the
modest
head
again
bent
down
over
its
task
,
and
the
nimble
fingers
busy
at
their
old
work
—
though
she
was
not
so
absorbed
in
it
,
but
that
her
compassionate
eyes
were
often
raised
to
his
face
,
and
,
when
they
drooped
again
had
tears
in
them
—
to
be
so
consoled
and
comforted
,
and
to
believe
that
all
the
devotion
of
this
great
nature
was
turned
to
him
in
his
adversity
to
pour
out
its
inexhaustible
wealth
of
goodness
upon
him
,
did
not
steady
Clennam
’
s
trembling
voice
or
hand
,
or
strengthen
him
in
his
weakness
.
Yet
it
inspired
him
with
an
inward
fortitude
,
that
rose
with
his
love
.
And
how
dearly
he
loved
her
now
,
what
words
can
tell
!
