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‘
I
do
not
doubt
it
.
Yet
Arthur
is
,
of
the
whole
world
,
the
one
person
from
whom
I
would
conceal
this
,
while
I
am
in
it
.
I
kept
over
him
as
a
child
,
in
the
days
of
his
first
remembrance
,
my
restraining
and
correcting
hand
.
I
was
stern
with
him
,
knowing
that
the
transgressions
of
the
parents
are
visited
on
their
offspring
,
and
that
there
was
an
angry
mark
upon
him
at
his
birth
.
I
have
sat
with
him
and
his
father
,
seeing
the
weakness
of
his
father
yearning
to
unbend
to
him
;
and
forcing
it
back
,
that
the
child
might
work
out
his
release
in
bondage
and
hardship
.
I
have
seen
him
,
with
his
mother
’
s
face
,
looking
up
at
me
in
awe
from
his
little
books
,
and
trying
to
soften
me
with
his
mother
’
s
ways
that
hardened
me
.
’
The
shrinking
of
her
auditress
stopped
her
for
a
moment
in
her
flow
of
words
,
delivered
in
a
retrospective
gloomy
voice
.
‘
For
his
good
.
Not
for
the
satisfaction
of
my
injury
.
What
was
I
,
and
what
was
the
worth
of
that
,
before
the
curse
of
Heaven
!
I
have
seen
that
child
grow
up
;
not
to
be
pious
in
a
chosen
way
(
his
mother
’
s
influence
lay
too
heavy
on
him
for
that
)
,
but
still
to
be
just
and
upright
,
and
to
be
submissive
to
me
.
He
never
loved
me
,
as
I
once
half
-
hoped
he
might
—
so
frail
we
are
,
and
so
do
the
corrupt
affections
of
the
flesh
war
with
our
trusts
and
tasks
;
but
he
always
respected
me
and
ordered
himself
dutifully
to
me
.
He
does
to
this
hour
.
With
an
empty
place
in
his
heart
that
he
has
never
known
the
meaning
of
,
he
has
turned
away
from
me
and
gone
his
separate
road
;
but
even
that
he
has
done
considerately
and
with
deference
.
These
have
been
his
relations
towards
me
.
Yours
have
been
of
a
much
slighter
kind
,
spread
over
a
much
shorter
time
.
When
you
have
sat
at
your
needle
in
my
room
,
you
have
been
in
fear
of
me
,
but
you
have
supposed
me
to
have
been
doing
you
a
kindness
;
you
are
better
informed
now
,
and
know
me
to
have
done
you
an
injury
.
Your
misconstruction
and
misunderstanding
of
the
cause
in
which
,
and
the
motives
with
which
,
I
have
worked
out
this
work
,
is
lighter
to
endure
than
his
would
be
.
I
would
not
,
for
any
worldly
recompense
I
can
imagine
,
have
him
in
a
moment
,
however
blindly
,
throw
me
down
from
the
station
I
have
held
before
him
all
his
life
,
and
change
me
altogether
into
something
he
would
cast
out
of
his
respect
,
and
think
detected
and
exposed
.
Let
him
do
it
,
if
it
must
be
done
,
when
I
am
not
here
to
see
it
.
Let
me
never
feel
,
while
I
am
still
alive
,
that
I
die
before
his
face
,
and
utterly
perish
away
from
him
,
like
one
consumed
by
lightning
and
swallowed
by
an
earthquake
.
’
Her
pride
was
very
strong
in
her
,
the
pain
of
it
and
of
her
old
passions
was
very
sharp
with
her
,
when
she
thus
expressed
herself
.
Not
less
so
,
when
she
added
:
‘
Even
now
,
I
see
you
shrink
from
me
,
as
if
I
had
been
cruel
.
’
Little
Dorrit
could
not
gainsay
it
.
She
tried
not
to
show
it
,
but
she
recoiled
with
dread
from
the
state
of
mind
that
had
burnt
so
fiercely
and
lasted
so
long
.
It
presented
itself
to
her
,
with
no
sophistry
upon
it
,
in
its
own
plain
nature
.
‘
I
have
done
,
’
said
Mrs
Clennam
,
‘
what
it
was
given
to
me
to
do
.
I
have
set
myself
against
evil
;
not
against
good
.
I
have
been
an
instrument
of
severity
against
sin
.
Have
not
mere
sinners
like
myself
been
commissioned
to
lay
it
low
in
all
time
?
’
‘
In
all
time
?
’
repeated
Little
Dorrit
.
