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‘
No
.
’
‘
Then
unfortunately
,
Miss
Wade
,
you
know
nothing
about
them
?
’
‘
I
know
nothing
about
them
.
I
have
now
answered
your
unaccountable
question
.
He
did
not
leave
them
here
,
and
I
know
nothing
about
them
.
’
‘
There
!
’
said
Mr
Meagles
rising
.
‘
I
am
sorry
for
it
;
that
’
s
over
;
and
I
hope
there
is
not
much
harm
done
.
—
Tattycoram
well
,
Miss
Wade
?
’
‘
Harriet
well
?
O
yes
!
’
‘
I
have
put
my
foot
in
it
again
,
’
said
Mr
Meagles
,
thus
corrected
.
‘
I
can
’
t
keep
my
foot
out
of
it
here
,
it
seems
.
Perhaps
,
if
I
had
thought
twice
about
it
,
I
might
never
have
given
her
the
jingling
name
.
But
,
when
one
means
to
be
good
-
natured
and
sportive
with
young
people
,
one
doesn
’
t
think
twice
.
Her
old
friend
leaves
a
kind
word
for
her
,
Miss
Wade
,
if
you
should
think
proper
to
deliver
it
.
’
She
said
nothing
as
to
that
;
and
Mr
Meagles
,
taking
his
honest
face
out
of
the
dull
room
,
where
it
shone
like
a
sun
,
took
it
to
the
Hotel
where
he
had
left
Mrs
Meagles
,
and
where
he
made
the
Report
:
‘
Beaten
,
Mother
;
no
effects
!
’
He
took
it
next
to
the
London
Steam
Packet
,
which
sailed
in
the
night
;
and
next
to
the
Marshalsea
.
The
faithful
John
was
on
duty
when
Father
and
Mother
Meagles
presented
themselves
at
the
wicket
towards
nightfall
.
Miss
Dorrit
was
not
there
then
,
he
said
;
but
she
had
been
there
in
the
morning
,
and
invariably
came
in
the
evening
.
Mr
Clennam
was
slowly
mending
;
and
Maggy
and
Mrs
Plornish
and
Mr
Baptist
took
care
of
him
by
turns
.
Miss
Dorrit
was
sure
to
come
back
that
evening
before
the
bell
rang
.
There
was
the
room
the
Marshal
had
lent
her
,
up
-
stairs
,
in
which
they
could
wait
for
her
,
if
they
pleased
.
Mistrustful
that
it
might
be
hazardous
to
Arthur
to
see
him
without
preparation
,
Mr
Meagles
accepted
the
offer
;
and
they
were
left
shut
up
in
the
room
,
looking
down
through
its
barred
window
into
the
jail
.
The
cramped
area
of
the
prison
had
such
an
effect
on
Mrs
Meagles
that
she
began
to
weep
,
and
such
an
effect
on
Mr
Meagles
that
he
began
to
gasp
for
air
.
He
was
walking
up
and
down
the
room
,
panting
,
and
making
himself
worse
by
laboriously
fanning
himself
with
her
handkerchief
,
when
he
turned
towards
the
opening
door
.
