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’
‘
Very
often
?
’
‘
Rather
often
,
’
said
Little
Dorrit
,
timidly
.
‘
Every
day
?
’
‘
I
think
,
’
said
Little
Dorrit
,
after
hesitating
,
‘
that
I
have
been
here
at
least
twice
every
day
.
’
He
might
have
released
the
little
light
hand
after
fervently
kissing
it
again
;
but
that
,
with
a
very
gentle
lingering
where
it
was
,
it
seemed
to
court
being
retained
.
He
took
it
in
both
of
his
,
and
it
lay
softly
on
his
breast
.
‘
Dear
Little
Dorrit
,
it
is
not
my
imprisonment
only
that
will
soon
be
over
.
This
sacrifice
of
you
must
be
ended
.
We
must
learn
to
part
again
,
and
to
take
our
different
ways
so
wide
asunder
.
You
have
not
forgotten
what
we
said
together
,
when
you
came
back
?
’
‘
O
no
,
I
have
not
forgotten
it
.
But
something
has
been
—
You
feel
quite
strong
to
-
day
,
don
’
t
you
?
’
‘
Quite
strong
.
’
The
hand
he
held
crept
up
a
little
nearer
his
face
.
