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‘
The
withered
chaplet
my
dear
,
’
said
Flora
,
with
great
enjoyment
,
‘
is
then
perished
the
column
is
crumbled
and
the
pyramid
is
standing
upside
down
upon
its
what
’
s
-
his
-
name
call
it
not
giddiness
call
it
not
weakness
call
it
not
folly
I
must
now
retire
into
privacy
and
look
upon
the
ashes
of
departed
joys
no
more
but
taking
a
further
liberty
of
paying
for
the
pastry
which
has
formed
the
humble
pretext
of
our
interview
will
for
ever
say
Adieu
!
’
Mr
F
.
‘
s
Aunt
,
who
had
eaten
her
pie
with
great
solemnity
,
and
who
had
been
elaborating
some
grievous
scheme
of
injury
in
her
mind
since
her
first
assumption
of
that
public
position
on
the
Marshal
’
s
steps
,
took
the
present
opportunity
of
addressing
the
following
Sibyllic
apostrophe
to
the
relict
of
her
late
nephew
.
‘
Bring
him
for
’
ard
,
and
I
’
ll
chuck
him
out
o
’
winder
!
’
Flora
tried
in
vain
to
soothe
the
excellent
woman
by
explaining
that
they
were
going
home
to
dinner
.
Mr
F
.
‘
s
Aunt
persisted
in
replying
,
‘
Bring
him
for
’
ard
and
I
’
ll
chuck
him
out
o
’
winder
!
’
Having
reiterated
this
demand
an
immense
number
of
times
,
with
a
sustained
glare
of
defiance
at
Little
Dorrit
,
Mr
F
.
‘
s
Aunt
folded
her
arms
,
and
sat
down
in
the
corner
of
the
pie
-
shop
parlour
;
steadfastly
refusing
to
budge
until
such
time
as
‘
he
’
should
have
been
‘
brought
for
’
ard
,
’
and
the
chucking
portion
of
his
destiny
accomplished
.
In
this
condition
of
things
,
Flora
confided
to
Little
Dorrit
that
she
had
not
seen
Mr
F
.
‘
s
Aunt
so
full
of
life
and
character
for
weeks
;
that
she
would
find
it
necessary
to
remain
there
‘
hours
perhaps
,
’
until
the
inexorable
old
lady
could
be
softened
;
and
that
she
could
manage
her
best
alone
.
They
parted
,
therefore
,
in
the
friendliest
manner
,
and
with
the
kindest
feeling
on
both
sides
.
Mr
F
.
‘
s
Aunt
holding
out
like
a
grim
fortress
,
and
Flora
becoming
in
need
of
refreshment
,
a
messenger
was
despatched
to
the
hotel
for
the
tumbler
already
glanced
at
,
which
was
afterwards
replenished
.
With
the
aid
of
its
content
,
a
newspaper
,
and
some
skimming
of
the
cream
of
the
pie
-
stock
,
Flora
got
through
the
remainder
of
the
day
in
perfect
good
humour
;
though
occasionally
embarrassed
by
the
consequences
of
an
idle
rumour
which
circulated
among
the
credulous
infants
of
the
neighbourhood
,
to
the
effect
that
an
old
lady
had
sold
herself
to
the
pie
-
shop
to
be
made
up
,
and
was
then
sitting
in
the
pie
-
shop
parlour
,
declining
to
complete
her
contract
.
This
attracted
so
many
young
persons
of
both
sexes
,
and
,
when
the
shades
of
evening
began
to
fall
,
occasioned
so
much
interruption
to
the
business
,
that
the
merchant
became
very
pressing
in
his
proposals
that
Mr
F
.
‘
s
Aunt
should
be
removed
.
A
conveyance
was
accordingly
brought
to
the
door
,
which
,
by
the
joint
efforts
of
the
merchant
and
Flora
,
this
remarkable
woman
was
at
last
induced
to
enter
;
though
not
without
even
then
putting
her
head
out
of
the
window
,
and
demanding
to
have
him
‘
brought
for
’
ard
’
for
the
purpose
originally
mentioned
.
As
she
was
observed
at
this
time
to
direct
baleful
glances
towards
the
Marshalsea
,
it
has
been
supposed
that
this
admirably
consistent
female
intended
by
‘
him
,
’
Arthur
Clennam
.
This
,
however
,
is
mere
speculation
;
who
the
person
was
,
who
,
for
the
satisfaction
of
Mr
F
.
‘
s
Aunt
’
s
mind
,
ought
to
have
been
brought
forward
and
never
was
brought
forward
,
will
never
be
positively
known
.
The
autumn
days
went
on
,
and
Little
Dorrit
never
came
to
the
Marshalsea
now
and
went
away
without
seeing
him
.
No
,
no
,
no
.
One
morning
,
as
Arthur
listened
for
the
light
feet
that
every
morning
ascended
winged
to
his
heart
,
bringing
the
heavenly
brightness
of
a
new
love
into
the
room
where
the
old
love
had
wrought
so
hard
and
been
so
true
;
one
morning
,
as
he
listened
,
he
heard
her
coming
,
not
alone
.
‘
Dear
Arthur
,
’
said
her
delighted
voice
outside
the
door
,
‘
I
have
some
one
here
.
May
I
bring
some
one
in
?
’
